fall away, fall away in the lightning of dawn.
orders of fates winnowing behest.
injustice of the fair and fiery ebony dost he spit upon.
and unto the good of the fair but strong light of any race.
I hate those who spoil her whimsey of her good.
we are the compendium of the dark and light in this order of life like parent hood.
people like us.
no just me not just her both together in beautiful thrust.
it like were all joint heirs in
social equality.
raising social in justice all in civility
all inclusive no singular fringe.
not just one all as one hinge.
under the authority of Jesus.
to love one another, not in wheezes
even those who use us like puppets.
shall we arise or every one but me.
my stuff I'll share with, thee
but I am the originator of my shit.
and you know its good wit
just site the original creator.
me.
I give glory to god as my origin, just site it as my style
please from the other the stuff is the little guys.
©Pat Connor
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