Quatrain of Lament Flowing
Lament Flowing - oh, yes it does
With dusty lament flowing over sin,
made long before any rules
had ever been
written.
The worst of man's will, deep within,
came forth and dusted every
face God had
smitten.
With an arousing howl, from those
caught with their hands deep
in a cookie jar of
hate,
Life became swirling in a dustbowl of
images and not even the truth
could control corruptible
fate.
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