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XOx Uriah xOX
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0 posted 2006-02-22 12:58 PM


                Finis Coronat Opus
           ( The End Crowns The Work )

             ************************

Among the group of celestial bodies,
there came a grand lady, of virtue and grace;
To God she did wed and brought forth Life ;
And among the Spheres SUPREME, took her place.
With great fortitude and selflessness, she nurtured her young;
Their every need being met.
They multiplied and grew strong;
Then, something went wrong...
With the breed she began to beget.
                                      
There sprang from her seed, a diabolical breed;
Devoid of parental respect.
Tears flooded the eyes of the PATRIARCH of the skies;
whom His children had come to reject.
This degenerate generation suffered such contamination,
that for years they went off on a lark...
Receiving great elation from vast abominations...
inflicted upon the great MATRIARCH.
The glorious MOTHER, once so lovely and great,
Was left battered and in great melancholy;
But, with the selflessness and fortitude,
that had long been her traits;
She still nurtured her young, in their folly.
                                      
Then, there came a time... The children, aware of their crimes,
Became concerned for the Great Mother's health.
They felt they must make amends for their environmental sins;
But in truth, their concern was for SELF.
Surely, they could not survive, if the MATRIARCH died.
'Tis a shame their concern came so late.
There's no need to fear for the Great Mother Sphere ;
But, I'm afraid you've determined your fate.
                                        
Do you think yourselves to be of such great importance,
That you could bring about the Great Lady's fall ?
In truth, I shall tell you... The minute single cells,
Are of greater importance than you all.
The MATRIARCH shall survive and forever be alive ;
And after you have all met your fate...
She shall once again flourish ; She will once again thrive ;
And be glorious, gracious and great !
                                        
The Great Mother Sphere shall rid herself of you.
You are parasitic and importance you lack.
You drain life from all you attach yourselves to.
She shall shake you off of her back.
She has been painted and made to lay, like a whore ;
'Neath the lights and smoke, hovering over her head.
The floozy will flounce and throw you off of her flesh !
No longer welcome to lie in her bed !
The POWERS that BE shall look down and see...
the Lady and the depth of her fall.
They will rise up in arms to save her from harm !
Hordes of Angels shall answer the call !
The Knights of old...
Used to ride, brave and bold...
To rescue a fair damsel in distress ;
If a lady, in plight, can cause mere men to fight...
Could Supreme Beings do any less ?
The Knights would ride, unafraid, to offer their aid...
Gallant and with great chivalry !
Great danger they'd face, to save a Dame from disgrace !
How much more... The Powers that BE ?
                                        
So, have no alarm for the Mother you've harmed.
There's no need of concern for her health.
You'll not destroy her.    She shall survive.
But, you'll succeed in destroying yourself.
You desire too much at your fingertips.
Greater technology brings decrease of sweat.
In your quest to become greater sluggards...
You have placed your lives in great threat.
"MAN", in your endless search for comfort...
Defined as "Luxury", a life more refined ;
Your struggle to be free of the physical,
Shall bring a physical end to your kind.
                                        
The only question is...  How will it happen ?
By a final misdeed or from greater than you ?
In anticipation, I await the great moment...
and the climactic consequence that ensues.
It's too late in the hour to stop the countdown.
There's no sanctuary in which one might hide.
Bow your heads...
and await the Coup de Grace...
That consummates the genocide !

© Copyright 2006 Larry F. Leake - All Rights Reserved
iliana
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since 2003-12-05
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1 posted 2006-02-22 01:17 AM


This is a bold one, Larry....but you are right, the Mother will survive.
Midnitesun
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Gaia
2 posted 2006-02-22 11:30 PM


gotta love those 'low-lifes'

Yes, the countdown has been underway for half a century or more, and still, there are non-believers.
Have you ever read Bill McKibben?

The Lady
Member Rara Avis
since 2005-12-26
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The Southwest
3 posted 2006-02-23 04:18 PM





"The Great Mother Sphere shall rid herself of you.
You are parasitic and importance you lack.
You drain life from all you attach yourselves to.
She shall shake you off of her back."

WOW!


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