Wednesday, August 14, 2002

i don't know what this means....just an exercise in rhyming i suppose:

the walls torn asunder
the Holy veil ripped open
amid a peal of thunder
the somnolence that wakens
the insolence that weakens
the dropping of a token
the lighting of a beacon
the tragedy that follows
the receding of tomorrow
the darkness that binds us
the lies left behind us
the sunlight this morning
and ominous warning
the slaughtering of the Lamb
the rise and fall of man
the ebbing tide of flood
Pontius Pilate washing his hands
in a river full of blood.


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