Order Of Thee Poem by Alandra Nicole Moreira
Order Of Thee
In the order of thee
I set thy free
But not in peace
And not at ease
I shall hunt, but not seek
I shall try, but not please
I shall stand on the tops of trees
And still as small as thee
Thy life is played
Thy secret portrayed
Thhe would not prevail
And thee knows it well
Thy shall know
And never shall tell
Of thy sins that flow
And boil over as well
They didn't know
They didn't show
Now thy has fell
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