Hello.
So I wrote a poem called:
Faith of a Justice
Throat yawn, throat yawn,
Hear ye' of solemn song,
Of still-born grace descend swiftly into,
Hang on to that floating bell, to thy kingdom;
thee are enslaved.
Come forth swiftly, up-end the rails,
Love and joy forthcoming in sleet and hails,
Free at last from this almighty burden,
Neverending, ever-bleeding till your heart stills.
Oh father, oh father of righteousness and unknown creed,
I need a tongue-lashing, my grateful need,
To seep the yearn, the fruit you bear,
Till penguins dance and foxes stare.
Try and figure it out yourself (the meaning)
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Timeé