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Friday, October 21

The Botox Frankenstein Poetry Series>Angel Meditation Poem

Well we've come to Friday, the capper for the week and time for a nice and easy meditative poem to ease down with and remember as always my dear readers, enjoy!!!

Angel Meditation Poem

E nu rah e nu rah e nu rah zay
E nu rah e nu rah e nu rah zay

Oh great angel of mercy why does thy eyes
Cast down upon me
Oh great angel of mercy why does thy eyes
Cast down upon me

E nu rah e nu rah e nu rah zay
E nu rah e nu rah e nu rah zay

Oh great angel of death sits silent
In the black peppered sky
Oh great angel of death sits silent
In the black peppered sky

E nu rah e nu rah e nu rah zay
E nu rah e nu rah e nu rah zay

I choose to trust life
To starve
To reap the harvest
Thou has given onto thee

I choose to trust life
To starve
To reap the harvest
Thou has given onto thee

E

Oh thou-ist angel of death what do your eyes blind
In the shadow of life
Oh thou-ist angel of death what do your eyes blind
In the shadow of life

For in the shadows we choose our fears
The fear of our nations upon deaf ears
The soul of silence steady as she flies
The rape of our terror battered as she lies

Nu

For it is said that when the angel first appears
The strain within our brain slowly disappears
For it is said that when the angel first appears
The strain within our brain slowly disappears

The chosen one fells itself when selling out his name
The homeless snail crawls through the window
Asking if was to blame
The flesh upon flight, the smile into flame

Rah

For behold! And the word it is true
The words we taste beyond you
For behold! And the word it is true
The words we taste beyond you

For it is so written, for it is so shallow
The death car awaits, inside the froth sealed inside the gallows
For it is felt like a bullet in the brain
The death upon life feels no pain
But the burden of whence it first came

Zay

And so it lives on the blindness of truth
The touch of my breath upon the pane of glass
The words cannot hold
The swindle that masks itself
Like a rubber ball
Foundation is phallic
Arrested beneath bone beside wall

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