Wednesday, November 16, 2011

A WAY WITH WORDS: THE POET'S ATONEMENT






Like the serpent was for forbidden fruit,
The devil's advocate I've become,
Bearing a countenance of lachrymose seduction,
Having taken a vow of infernal luxuriance,
The devil's advocate I've become,
Poor, poor dear...
much adherence here.

Like the Fall was for Mortalkind,
The Saviour's Cause I have shunned,
Bearing a soul of eternal pilgrimage,
Having taken a vow of apostasy,
The devil's advocate I've become,
Blind, blind seeker...
Ah! But what an eloquent speaker!

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