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Harmony by Ken
Shiovitz Slough no tear for callus worn From hand that shields the wind, Nor mourn the stinger neatly torn From queen’s responsive kin. Slice living stalk beneath plump germ, Without a moment’s notice, And crush the elongated worm, ‘Neath your lover’s writhing pelvis. Marvel at the blowfly’s wing, But keep it from your fodder, Listen to the poet sing, But keep him from your daughter. For human bonds, learned or innate, Cold nature must resist, And peace is but a balanced state, Of powers harm-onious. |
