In the midst of my table,
Lied a cordate book,
Bound by the thickest cord.
In it was kept my heart’s desire,
Enclosed with capabilities,
And with passions of fire.
I drew out my sword,
The Word of God,
And broke the bonds apart.
To read all of the intentions,
Written in my heart.
Oh the evil!
Of that which was written,
Left me greatly smitten!
Copyright © Christian Ratnam 2007
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Christian Eliab Ratnam
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