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[Couzifer]

This, must be the garden...of Eden, on a week-end...
"Eve!", for I saw Adam! holding' an "hard on"...then,
later on...generations slither, after the Snake lied...
that two together is equal to warmth, but then worms!
in the apple!, Abel lying' down slain and Cain in Chains.
These are the seeds of Sin!, as still seen, in cursed sons...
of the soil...and forever they shall toil, under the sun!

...but its all in vain, for a lot of seasons pass, dry...
children cry...of thirst then later dies, mothers mourn
its like morning never comes! Then...the wind blows,
and as the dust grows from a single grain to a storm...
desperate screams follows, after"words"...dead silence!
then as the wind slows down and the dust calms down...
whistles blow! and men vanish into the slopes below!

...for a dreadful walk, on molten rocks they follow,
footprints on ancient paths and ancestral traces...
taking "hard pints", they "harden faces" ready to face
frozen souls, those which await trapped in dead races ...
severed by swords, for they know no kings and,
no lords!...gods too, but only ghosts of the pasts...
trapped in dust!, testing time in wait to reincarnate!

...ready for war, for I've seen men perish in battles!
I've seen raw flesh...dismembered bodies and broken skulls
brains getting exposed as warm blood splatters...then cools!
and as dead minds unwind loose, lost thoughts litter,
bitter souls glitters away and broken hearts withers
mothers and daughters, sons and fathers gather
all dressed in black, souls dark under the chilly weather
...to bless dust to dust and ashes to ashes with a common burial song!

[fikrah]

i saw this while raw..somewhere...every piece i read from you is dope...
this is what i call
chemistry with words!!!

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...for a dreadful walk, on molten rocks they follow,
footprints on ancient paths and ancestral traces...
taking "hard pints", they "harden faces" ready to face
frozen souls, those which await trapped in dead races ...

a deep poet indeed you are.

[tha high priest]

Couzifer wrote
This, must be the garden...of Eden, on a week-end...
"Eve!", for I saw Adam! holding' an "hard on"...then,
later on...generations slither, after the Snake lied...
that two together is equal to warmth, but then worms!
in the apple!, Abel lying' down slain and Cain in Chains.
These are the seeds of Sin!, as still seen, in cursed sons...
of the soil...and forever they shall toil,


True son.deception led to sin curses.i think a deceitful tounge is one of mankinds worst curses.Deep poetry man as usual you elevate this cipher.keep writtin/