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Sunday 17 March 2013

10) Anguish of the Mortals


With a skin that bleeds and bones that break
And with a vital stronghold that is hard to shake,
To worldly emotions the fickle mind sways,
Trapped inside the Psychic stays ---

Born to a body that rapidly ages,
The aspiring flame is bound to time's cages.
Evolution occurs ever so slow,
And then Death lands the final blow,

For too long have we heeded to nature's every wish:
Holy Father! Deliver us from this mortal anguish.

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