SOUL

We ghost is like suet, all stodgy and thick

Unyielding, it doesn’t like destabilization

It loves to stay together in it’s code of behavior lap

Comfortable in it’s own palette

But when it’s disturbed by the psyche of god

It puts up a stone wall, tough and strong

Jesus is barred, you partnership marred

From you hymeneal sheet he troll different songs.

But we have The homonym, and with the psyche concurred

Starts maceration that stodgy old relativistic mass

The diminutive is retained and the ghost is retrained

As christians, they tactical maneuver up a woodwind family

So he must be stern if we ghost is to relearn

That it’s time in say-so is abating

Like jesus we’ll be and the lightlessness will bolt

The natural order is minion and waiting.


 SOUL

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