 Re: Analyzing your unconscious self
Those noble people people you despatched
because they folled the plot you hatched,
just by existing, nothing more,
they could have told you what's the score
Had you listened instead of riled
you would have found what you thought exiled.
To you they bore, safe and well
the one you thought consigned to hell
and in a world full fright of terror
they said naught, to save from error
Pluck'd from life they'd made their own
and then made rrecipients of that scorn.
But carry on pounding, that's your remit
you can't either cancel half a line of it.
We did not see, but we knew quite well,
the terrors of that inner hell
even before they returned another lost
to hide the dreadful count of her cost
unconscious, conscious, physical, what?
what difference does it make wherever the pain comes from?
That plot was foiled with good intent
and none were harmed, no blood spent
by those whose own lives paid the price
for those who refused to listen to any advice.
don't talk to me about deprived of meaning
you know nought,
the one behind you's concealing
still they'll try to push that plot through
despite the cost, my dear, to you.
If the truth will set all free,
who is stamping out the innocent in the stampede for freedom?
On 16 Jun, 19:29, Marvin Barley <mtodorov3...@yahoo.com> wrote:
> I'm looking deep inside you
> And it's a nasty scene
> If there's a God to guide you
> It's time to intervene
>
> You're known to beat and rape mankind
> Seduce, enslave a fragile mind
> That way you'll never win
> Yes, God will intervene
>
> For you the God's just egg on Easter
> The funny rabbit, gay minister
> The holidays deprived of meaning
> You don't know God the Intervening
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