parading across no mans land
the final jewel for his crown within reach
the grasp of the world tickling his palm
the final throne held by no man
crashing like waves on the beach
a shadow throne brushing the heavens
defines his strange relations
half human blood and half god
brought forth to reflect
our own divine intentions
and irreverent emotions
Wednesday, November 23, 2011
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