Sunday, August 1, 2010

faith

In October he was quite sober at the 7th inning stretch.He heard shouts of wisdom cry out at homeplate:Self-help did prophesy so full of doubt he felt he must resist,placate,appease&pacify;he needs me.He hears whispers of shadows near;fear has found him out;he needs me.Behind bars,clothes or prose,he turns an ear to hear,nose to see;he needs me.He who cannot see or hear the empire near does not.

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