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satan’s façade
no solid ground
a rhymed, mirrored octet
The fool says in his heart, "There is no God." They are corrupt,
their deeds are vile; there is no one who does good. Ps. 14:1, Ps. 53:1 (NIV)
in
his heart,
says the fool,
there is no G o d.
evolution b o u n d,
he’s a vain byproduct
o f fate’s b i g-b a n g accident.
drifting without sense or purpose,
still he reaps the Father’s surplus.
but when earthly days are spent
in no useful construct,
there’s no solid ground:
satan’s f a ç a d e
deals a cruel
death-chart
spin.
© Copyright 2019 July 11
by Clyve A. Bowen♫
a rhymed, mirrored octet
The fool says in his heart, "There is no God." They are corrupt,
their deeds are vile; there is no one who does good. Ps. 14:1, Ps. 53:1 (NIV)
in
his heart,
says the fool,
there is no G o d.
evolution b o u n d,
he’s a vain byproduct
o f fate’s b i g-b a n g accident.
drifting without sense or purpose,
still he reaps the Father’s surplus.
but when earthly days are spent
in no useful construct,
there’s no solid ground:
satan’s f a ç a d e
deals a cruel
death-chart
spin.
© Copyright 2019 July 11
by Clyve A. Bowen♫
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