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Wednesday, March 27, 2019

(ANGELS DONT CRY... SO DRY YOUR EYES) A ONE WORD SUBMISSION SCRIBE

Such a sweet epiphany... This world, these lives.
Symphonic tones on a celestial harp... Angels singing in heavenly choirs.
These luscious images ripped from the cosmic all... Mamihlapinatapai... If only she could see as me... As I see.
Our existence infinitesimal if only we continued the ways of old.
Father as son as grandson, so on and so forth... Into the continuum.
Yet here we are... So many fascinated by the bling...
Bedazzled and confused by the nefarious ones.
They having become abomination... the self absorbed ones foretold of in holy scrolls.
One looking in from without would probably ponder these things... One looking out from within would cringe in horror at the hypocrisy.
The passionate way they sell these beings this desolation... Preachers and pimps dancing in adulation.
It seems the only ones who truly see exist in the state  apostasy... This could been such a lovely journey.
Instead it's become such an awful tragedy.
All these worlds... All these lives.

JERALD HAMZAHFARUQ MURPHY

REE: BLING
LATOYA: SWEET, LUSCIOUS
MUSTAFA: ABOMINATION
TIONNE: EPIPHANY
DONNETA: INFINITESIMAL
CHARLES: APOSTASY
ROBERT: NEFARIOUS
JUSTIFIED: PASSIONATE
GWEN: Mamihlapinatapai