Mat 10:39
1.
Those, who fall in flattery, like Lucifer did;
are not fragrant Sage, nor licenced to Will.
Weaklings only in sturdy strongholds hid;
they never seek pains reward, but bid.
The Strong seek silence, to nurture the Kill;
already dead, to be ready for the treadmill!
Solo in Levelling, to severe the squid.
2.
Systemic flaws stem from one erroneous straw;
experts know nothing, they analyze what was made.
They don't see, what is beneath the skin its core;
regulating things, what have no name nor form!
Be the Tectonic Knight, grounded, but jade;
like a volcano, but bounteous farmhands trade.
Take action, while the wind dost blow the sawcaw!
3.
Loyalties erode, and borders cross marrow;
the more people have the more they want!
To escape the cycle, sit in the furnace, broken arrow!
Like a scareCrow the Garrow's Law on death Row.
Ask the Demon or Ronin, as the scholar shant;
transmuted in the sulphurous fashion and taste relent;
irregulars tempest, while the lord temper tantrums glow.
4.
Those who rise in skill, loose out, at odds;
pondering, how to surpass, the new meta.
Loose your schools and roads and gods;
remove the sword in your heart, iron rods!
The Tectonic Knight, dost need arms but to face
the faceless one, who gazes the inner child, grace.
Vantage the points of meaning in the Ipods.
5.
Broader the scales through unsung anthems;
through thoughts not contemplated, embraced.
Once an ideal becomes a Nation, forms hells;
the poison soon will seep out it hidden shell.
To sojourn beyond all faction and race;
the eternal wanderer what creates its space!
Notions implosions, the void there evil stems.
6.
Money follows there carrion fallen and vultures roam;
before the seed has died in the desert, the soil can't birth!
While the teacher is preaching, the zealoth foams;
be neither, nor the soldier who always does goals.
Know yourself and follow the path bestowed your girth!
Those, who fasten belts are not those who loose worth –
You're not meant for hords but to walk alone!!
7.
Only those, shall find Jesus, that Superman;
who loose themselves to find in turmoil!
True Love begins, when you understand:
eat Wormwood, drink Vinegar, hate your hand.
Only then the devil shall forsake the snake recoil;
after biting your wounded knee and taking your spoils!
Rejoice, for you have a greater roar to Lion and –
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