Heads

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Chop them off! (Someone said:)

 

"The buggers just grow back again!"

 

With dearth upon the earth; someone said: let's chop off the head!

 

Is the snake eating its tale?

 

Weep and howl, ye rich men that plot in silence; give ear my dear: the times draw near..

 

Is anyone enlightened?

 

Seven heads:

 

Chop them off! (Who said?)

 

His horns plow the ground; scattered seeds; poisonous weeds: righteous not found.

 

Thinking their smart, with lies and black art:

 

But all shall be exposed.

 

All will see (glory be!!)

 

The whore To be disposed..

 

 

But that's not the end my friend: it's only just started.

 

A world of sin, is spiritually retarded. 

  • Author: Valiantstar (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: March 6th, 2026 17:15
  • Category: Unclassified
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