View The Dragon

View the powerful dragons of this century,
Find their names and view the common logic,
Chew the warehouse with its smoke and abbey.

With computers define the current times abnormally,
Fence in the animals too good and heroic,
View the powerful dragons of this century.

May winter complete nothing of itself as an absentee,
Religion carries the videos and classics heraldic,
Chew the warehouse with its smoke and abbey.

My terms of the moon are foods from absurdity,
Keeping individuals of theology who are heretic,
View the powerful dragons of this century.

Zoology states classes and categories that are lively,
Horns sound on the way to what is hectic,
Chew the warehouse with its smoke and abbey.

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Sacrifice

Nothing has been occupying my minds,
I have all the requirements for them to be classed as two,
For I have double-vision as to the religion of my thought,
I am not guilty and I have no stigma,
Merely the goat has been slain by its owner
For the worn garment, and the delicious meat it endows.
What is century after century of sacrifice when a life has been
Rectified for all the days in it?
Why do we keep lunar years for these praises and festivals
When every year seemed to be carried?
Where is my food, O mother! Why does the goat hurt when it is dissected?
It is a child that speaks hostility and not a stranger can even desire this speech.
We can sacrifice all we want, when we want, and however we want
As long as rivers and oceans shall curve with water.
Water makes it abundantly clear, like the blood that wreaks from the neck
Of a dead goat. Always the sacrifice is made on this time in the calendar.

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Field of Battle

Forced are the troops of battle,
Into the field of war, of war.
Feed on their movement, general,
As a leader of war, of this battle.

I, a troop, have forced my mind
Into the war of my dreams,
Into the fire of my wishes;
They are like dread and scare.

To belittle a young man, who is a soldier,
A fighter, born of the skill to fight and parry,
Is never agreeable in the eyes of the warlord,
The hard man or woman, the harsh chief.

Punishment awaits those who excel at war crime
And force is a force that fades from power
To weak pull, a reaction to the enemy,
A full explosion for them who oppose.

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Hearts Of Men

The saintly person next to me is as good as silk and shadows,
He risks no darkness, but light he fed into the hearts of men.

My bedroom houses the knight of supreme cleverness,
His shrewdness is the highest form bred in the hearts of men.

Loathing the master of travel will guarantee no travel of right,
So then in this journey of life the work lead, from the hearts of men.

Misters and madames suggest instead the love to flow and fold
Into many garments, ready for the Lord to be the Head, verily from the hearts of men.

The heart shall speak so lovingly to the sword and inquire
What will investigate the whole ritual ahead of the hearts of men.

One fool is not two, or two be three, justice speaks wonders
When served, for the wrong judgements misled, not in the hearts of men.

My own leader is full of thanks for the Lord On His Throne,
Let him support us and our very bodies, to embed in the hearts of men.

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Repeat The Words

Repeat the words you cared about since you were a child,
Yesterday these sentences meant nothing, just mere points;
Then ideas came to fruition, like a fixed price,
One that wants the same gift, the same appeal and charisma.
My words are with respect about respect, as if you died today,
In this wheel of fortune I condemn the weak and distressed.
My angles are the same as words that struggle with loves
In the same nature, the very natural business of my youth.
Kind are the phrases that adjust and believe once forgotten,
These angry voices subdue the ordinary individual, the one.
May sides of victorious energy complete a real wheel and circle.
My repetitive and obsessive habits command respect for the times,
Never are the words alike in one sequence, forming them is easy.
I confer with Indians and Tigers of the jungle, I see them in print,
Letting us see notes of you and me and him, the people are singing!

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Cruel Sky

Cruel people awake in the middle of the night,
Excuses are proclaimed for the loss of life,
As so many ideas are raised by the thinkers
Who are ancient, old as rain and new as snow.
Their wings are like the weather, like the snow
That builds with so much authority, administration.

They say to cruel people how they wither like leaves
In the storm of the night, as attacks are carried out,
As snow has fallen by the decades, and little people
Cry out for safety, for their leaders to think of those in fear.
They absolutely condemn this violence, and the absence
Of peace is immense. It is in accordance with anarchy, this day.

Of this anarchy is an accident that forces us death,
How do soldiers of war respond to the cruelty?
The death is slow and narrow, it varied from soldier
To soldier. I gather
The soldiers like a thinker, a business man, or general
And release the burden from the sky

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Before My Eyes

I see before my eyes the wonderful words,
Speak them around the mouth to sustain,
So that meanings are clear to the birds.

I saw so many reasons to master and also afterwards,
Seen so many sessions of praise of this book to attain,
I see before my eyes the wonderful words.

Created and longed for, the books and pages are blizzards,
Looking for times so tight with sin again,
So that meanings are clear to the birds.

May we attain longevity when we read books backwards,
Leaning against the wall to hasten the air plane,
I see before my eyes the wonderful words.

Pleasing us one way is like living a way of life with hazards,
Leading is a disease of words, so frightening for after pain,
So that meanings are clear to the birds.

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The Scheme

Parting a friendship entails loss of feeling, bereavement and sad loss, it is the scheme,
We fight forever as hearts entwined, a sadness has overcome us, it is the scheme.

My dispute lies in the warning given to my brain, too soft, too poignant,
Since the power of the cold weather is upon us like a boss, it is the scheme.

Upstairs it rains from the clouds into my apartment if going was easy enough,
How do sentences disappear, and reappear for the chaos, is it the scheme?

Are not powers greater than what is shared, the bought product is used well,
Like no other, as it is a sequence of flight that is a sauce, it is the scheme.

My teeth have powerful roots, like the family and country, angering our youth,
Who see the world as fortune and gold and mines of silver, their ethos and scheme.

Why on this planet do we encounter pain all too resenting and unkind?
Because my friends part for open learning and they give no toss, it is a scheme.

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Looking At My Luck

I crouched carefully with alert mind,
Only abandoning the sunrise and sunset;
Noting that the squirrels were in the dreams
To suspect us of mischief in the woods;
This care has never been shown to the weary,
Goals of splendour taste and touch us.

The reality has spoken with sealing and compromise,
Relentless persecution interrogates the young
Who made their fortune in lies
And more lies,
The real letters later emerge to contaminate
The minds of the spared.

My acts of ghouls and goblins bespoke
In the hills of the shepherds then in progress
With various sheep and other mutton,
The real lambs bespoke their fill,
These beasts beautifully sounded and licked
Like their parents who succeeded at their hardship.

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Love These Laws

I love the laws that God sends down on us, raining,
Opening the doors of heaven, of absoluteness, raining.

My heart speaks to the delight of the creation,
Offered by us is this religion of accurateness, raining.

Let the ages pass and make us supreme, from all the water
Descending on the skulls and bones of adorableness, raining.

Let the brain be a monster to be rewarded for the drops of deeds
Falling into the ocean of our lives, always in activeness, raining.

Pass your test if this soul in the heart matters most,
Rain has arrived for the heart to be famous, raining.

Little tests are good deeds when passed for success
To reign in our history, of this history is fatherliness, raining.

My mad health kept a watchful eye on the laws of men and stones,
In Hell the men and stones are buried with hazardousness, raining.

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