poetry = nonsense
nonsense = meaninglessness
meaninglessness = void
void = nothingness
nothingness = spirit

Burning Bush
A people enslaved are freed by instruction of burning bush With locust and darkness and loss of first-born son is a pharaoh bullied by the all-seeing eye To land of milk and honey is race of vipers delivered despite the prudent exhortations of respected statesman at constitutional convention In land of the free, the slaves bow to icon of ancient home and master spurning divine prohibitions of idolatry and covetousness - moral imperatives long abandoned In darkness vampires toil at a destiny manifest to an elite few To complete unfinished structure with the blood of the brave and the blessings of Ra A frightened old world cowers into submission by instruction of burning Bush before the final empire Hear ye the armies marching! Ready for battle the legions advance of hollow men in helmets of straw violent souls on a mission a world to cleanse and purify Prepare (again) for His coming! 11-X-07
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