Contrary


Can you hear her cries

Invisible to the naked eye

Old souls can see

Thoroughly beyond tired lies

Ruthless confiscating

Previously pristine supplies

Building destruction

Inevitable demise

Contradictory to your

Selfish seeds

Implanted theories supported

By aspirations of wealth and greed

Neglected maintenance

Repulsive regenerating

Growing disease

Deteriorating Root

Phony plots

Replacing pristine prairies

Contrary to growth

Annihilated by fumes and soot

Ergo, you’ll reap what you sow

Fires will fly

From the highest of skies

Offering no shelter

Taking on no disguise

She’ll devour you whole

When sought out the most

You heard it here first

Sincerely,

The Holy Ghost

12/22/22 KAM


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