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Wings Of Love's Light Illuminating Hounds At The Gates




One's mental cell, built of walls of delusion,

Made with bricks of illusion, is one's personal hell.

Yet, if every moment is lived as prayer, Earth is Heaven.



So too, while the devil doesnt exist,

Dancers with it will still get burned

And his advocates know one thing for sure,

They will wind up in a hot seat.



For, the cliche that goes, rule in 'hell

Rather than obey in Heaven', doesnt tell,

It only works for the broken, while humans are beholden.



Those snapped, like the covenant the Gov't

Had with the people, as liberties' torch was scorched,

Her bell cracked, it's knell snatched, can put their shadows

Behind them, and walk, then fly, into the Evolution's light.




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By reality1

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This Poem is part of a Challenge: - The WORD PAINTING Challenge with Fleur (Pragya) read page for rules and info (challenge has been closed)


This Poem is part of a Challenge: - The WORD PAINTING Challenge with Fleur (Pragya) read page for rules and info (challenge has been closed)


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