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Burnings Of A Virgin

Tobacco road
somehow fell short
by about ten miles
south
lost in ignorance
well above the knees

I watch with horror
this
sick sight
Your burning cross
on my lawn

how the kindred
flee
from the white hood
carrying Oleander tea
serving
best to stroke
that pale shut-in ego

I have inhaled the best
of natures bloom
an expression
I never lose
yet
fragrant aromas
carried by rot
death
may smell
so sweet
to aged flesh
cull all you wish
carcass
do nothing
but fertilize
simple soil
that will claim
You
helpless
as new growth
looms over
insignificance

hatred
borne from the righteous
learn nothing
but fake smiles
pettiness
with a forked tongue
claimed as holy

I watched God die
fall into the sea
by misinterpretation
as angels
drug Her body
up north
before
pieces were torn off
preservation
of life itself
at times
we must defend

A promise
held in heart
towing Jehovah
we say fuck You
defiler
no slave
will ever be made
under
the false
idol
that
grants tyranny
souladareatease
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