Exiled: doomed to Wander strange Land

A/N: Okay, so except for the 3rd Stanza, most of this is not figurative speech

Frigid Winter spares they who in summer accounted Autumn's chill frost

Israel surrounded: is there hidd'n Cost? intent to harm? 'Tis a curse to be too Heroic

or too Dramatic: and too smart or too slow you have to learn how to Fend off Castigation

A middle-aged female heads as the local Historian

but it's doubtful even one as this can tell where the lies encroach and the truth departs from

The People. . .

Sunrise occurs in the East just like normal: but Amidst decades of summer days just as these

black munitions have been delivered in sleight of semi-Truckery to underground bunkers and

This New Day Cannot be Disremembered: The bio-engineered Mutants will make Chaoses of the cities & Collosses crowd unwary citizens who watched the Satanism play "Politician" &

humanitarian atheism

pretend to write History Books Caught in the middle logg-jamming Journals full of complacence: Profligate on manners; slow to char out any truth with discretion:

Show to the watching, generous Acts; But These t’Eleviisionairies sell it to ‘em watching

“Doc, we've No Time to delve into Tragedies when we’re all Comedians,” but Calamity swells

One's Roots with being wise

howbeit they wanted, every man, to be his own Judge;

Alright but get this

some trophyit is that gets strait a;s minus Philosophy Class

and that is aTrophy...

Military gun underground to fend itself with all peace & quiet: Brook of the pasture is camouflage

bEEF the cows to Slaughterhouse Inauguration

for The Two Grand Estate Holders loft a Veil so who would ever guess a cellar-DWElling Firepole

disillusioned expectation-colleCtant boy upbraids the "scary-Fit” War-commando for all He withheld

Ever-so-gracefully his Compassionate Friend, grants his immaturatey

amnesty: The Bridger plan J.C.

dispensing out Moonbeams in lemon-lime crescents:

Chief Vet knows to Withhold jokers up his sleeve

for Better or Worse

There's only 2Directions mankind can walk, |?,,. ttoo looonnng & tooo Fa--ahhRR

They can't do: They can just realize they’re in The Fold

or think they’ve broken free with glee to the Woods

& be Flatter'd by a Wolfpack

the gaunt skeletons waving from inside cartoons: a lack of motion giving off the disposition;

And the signs of the Prophets were murals on the Walls inside the International Airport of Denver

There is no peace like the rivers abiding near Kedar, and no lethargy

like he who puts forth no genuine Sensation to nibble at Questions of the Inevitable Doom

But this Rock is like no other you've ever seen & there's no Superiority but my Hand's Monopoly on life

I Am as King Will you Continue evolving? Surely,

There was a preacher not too long back when who didn’t really care about God,

and his son was Charles Darwin

aWare would you try on a fit for new Genes ??? Because not one man has yet gone x-Man X-cept in a white-walled test subject room

Therefore I hate that you burden yourself with incantations witch are

meditations Sugarcoaxed; Stop, STOP for a second and envision What set it all up,

won't you?? Delighting you were Good,

I Smiled on the Seventh, a trillion # Galaxies WIiiDE

but only over Yours

I wish to never quit Watching Out for you: but Somebody I'll name who once played God won't

let you hear the end of My Love counts on your virtues intact: But+But+But

I exposed his revenge Attack on humans’ artless blunderbuss; I named him The Father of Lies

For starters (or for enders right here)

I'd like to say there's little more to say even tho the story gets longer

The pages unable to keep from turning, for the righteous who are not righteous by the way

They SAW suitably, wanted the Destination of my Arms, and WAS Renewed.

I set It up for you To Overcome, taking notices lowly but surely your lacks and my Strength

Churning in ness-essities of pain is restoring My Story, remolding to the roll of my Honor System:

I made it simple and available and unconditional to Call to Me & seed The Win (which is to

Venture On past literary novels and revert to picture books, little childrend)

but Cause this earthly War of free will I permitted for your challenges

You wouldn’t live Apart to me, blinded with Whips of Diverse cancers & since I died 2,

How can you call your distress injustice?

Departing while walking daily amuckh the LandsLide's crud,

Holy man is simply a sep-Arated Vessel and nothing short of morally extraordinary

(not without shortfalls, but I Surprise them for constantly Traipsing thro' the treasury of

My unlocks,

as for their lifesakes I go discovering to them the coarsE & nasty scabs over

All things you can presently see):

When will you get it; there is no mystery, I wouldn't leave it up to that: for that

would allow for every imaginable deaf-ignitions of Tenebrous to be in the dictionary

WHEN I DON'T WANT THE FALSEHOOD cRaziNESs OF BEING AMBIGUOUS

Unfortunately, for leaving it to others’ business & your nose to your own,

you've compelled a future of compliance to accomplishments

(everyone else now dreaming America's Dream)

and through your inattempts to listen to the correct Portrayal of

"One sweet Bite to, Me, the Gardener's humiliation"

were not allowed to Distinguiji the Board of Congressionals voluptuous & gentle

, votes like downhill-headed water for the scheme Of inward ballots

scraping off One, By, One

what the machinations of wickedness are evolving to be acceptable & wiping back the moral 

Trade of the Judge every day since the scurrying leisure of the '20s

All the Easter eggs

dropped in the cinema thread thru one dimension to Intertwine with your unbroken stream of reality

It's only a matter of time till Satan's 4 horses of Harassment hoof it in spite of malicious-fictitious animatistical Jest

And their fEATure-presented creatures shall step OfF the screen , Once upon thiS time