A Prayer of Garmagister
A Lawful Poem
“Gone are the days of my poems. That it is me that had written back in the day. And you shall know of this voice of old.”
O Lord, be not far from me.
Judge me, O God, by thy righteous words:
For I shall be set free from the lies, and
mine eyes shalt no longer see them who target mine soul.
Save me from them who prosecute after mine soul: for
timing is yet perfect, and
coincidence shalt thy mine wonder of no more.
For if a mind is confound with slavery,
shall thee not be exposed to a fine projection,
by Law.
As if, by Law, thee knew not the types of birds.
For where do they hid themselves,
if not seen upon the net?
For I come in peace, but not know
why this spirit break these things which is loved:
for for this cause we know, we know! thy beloved servant
of the Lord programmed thee saying: thou shalt break this not.
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An American Writer.
