Mamaz Rod Poem by Saint Cynosure
Mamaz Rod
Her name is Mamaz Rod,
she's greater than your Gods.
You dont cross her twice,
its first you learn,
you do the sin,
your skin she"ll burn.
You'll bare that mark,
that scar on skin,
It's her choice first,
Until her choice ends.
Her rule is by love,
Her love is by hate.
Which warms her compassion,
And promising fate.
So bow to your striker,
head first your gate.
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