"Lion's Feast"

Just a thought!

Author's Notes/Comments: 

"Getting a little leg with your wine...that's poetic!"Tongue Out


My Work

Vulture's thirst,
rapier vision.
Grace reversed,
Stoic mass,
Upper class,

Poisoned weather,
breath is tiring.
Clung together,
mute inquiring.

In formation,
hunger blinds.
Sweet oblation,
blood is wine.
Helpless screams,
rendered faint.
Crimson dreams,
splattered paint.

Jealous treasure,
wounded beast.
Sate your pleasure,
in the feast.

We won't pardon,
those who transgress,
God's special wardens,
when they won't confess.

So can we the guilty,
in His Court today,
deny we're as filthy,
as dark birds of prey?

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Judge not.....

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Thanksgiving Love

Our love is a song // we jus move with da beat // baby im thankful for u most of all // on dis thanksgiving feast // it was only years ago when our hearts first met // & back then our love was so innocent // remember ? U was my everything & I was ur forever // & all dat love we shared with each Other // yea we had our ands and ifs // we had our ups and downs // yea we said our sorries // then went right back around // had some more fights // but our love we constantly found // we jus knew things were alright // cuz we knew it was jus part of life // whether we together or apart // you'll remain close to my heart // to death do us part // & if da memory crash jus hit da restart // yea u can call us a leap of faith // but for u baby I'll take a jumpstart // and as this winter grows cold // our beat will keep us warm // through da struggles // through da storm // with our everlasting song // da beat dat will never die dats planted deep inside // as long as we're alive jus kno dat ur my wife // & as I pray I give thanks to this thanksgiving day.


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