A head so small crowned with cone surrounded by flame that seems contained
Six wings of fire spread with Gods desire
a body so large filled with more
a pattern of life you have seen before
Round it's held, 3 eyes looking back
Spreading a seed whisps far out
Giant furns of green like wings from a tree
in your dreams you thought were smite
a truth to be hold
Another there around the bendpool
A head peering out no body in site
The cherubs do carry and dance with merry a vessel of life for those to not bury
geese bark vector direct south west
Locusts spin sand does not warry
Eyes that spit fire to set a blaze
A key with prongs forked of 4 red and silver unlock the door
Mothers might hand comes a smack
With Fathers Grace don't look back
His patience worn thin
Children mutated
Evil in the guise of kindness
Our Holy Mothers womb filled
Be still and listen
One day I'll tell you a story
They stood unbound from heaven
Grounded for life
Till the lamb was slaughtered
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