Freckled grin in Mother's embrace
God and gravy, the world is safe,
To every bump - a loving face,
A joyous life of uncommon grace.
Embryonic walls of peace sublime
Fractured by an ancient crime,
Soul awakes--another clock's chime
Welcomes to prison of every time.
In free-fall grasping, gasping air
Pained wakening to the nightmare
Reprieve in loving bloodied stare
Of one life that holds all that's fair.
Broken bodied--bloodied soul, save,
From the gapping mouthy hungry grave!
Healing through lashes of the slave,
Beams light,and life, to the dismal cave.
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Also from a couple of years ago.
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