The Lambs Will Know Before Us (Presented In Couplet Format) Poem by Frank James Ryan Jr...fjr

Yellow orb veils Moon...gravitous,
shocking the brains of Mother Earth,

lambs in fields, eyes to the sky,
they live by congenital presage;

the world cannot burn without song-
of dread, that the animals sing;

warnings, fore-warnings... a hole -
revolutions by celestial blackness;

so tell us oh, Seer of travesties
be this light a strange sign of peace,

or an incubus sent from Sheol,
guised in seven shades of temptation;

and hear the lambs cry out like wolves,
they've been told they have no Souls,

they'll always know before we do -
when Death comes to silence our breath.

End stage, the opus is over,
liturgical symbols, nascent;

a revelation to those who know well-
the final chapter and verses of John,

speaking of a Holy Kingdom where-
lambs lay down, but ne'er for slaughter,

for comes time to break bread, n' pour wine
it be the lambs who will dine with The Host.




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