' Order Of Free Masons { Anderson's Constitutions } Poem by Frank James Ryan Jr...fjr

Sterile flesh will never exist
on oxygens' dust-wrapped Purity;
so much for pilgrimized folklore.
It was a Phoenix, not an Eagle
on the first dollar bill, yes it was!

The Free-Masons never had
a covenant of cryptics,
pledging world dominance,
through chaos and treachery,
as claimed by the voices of fear
and hopeless grandiosity.
And LaVey....have you read him,
and his Satanic Bible
blasphemically titled,
''The Black Pope''...?

No wonder why certain creeds
claim cold-blood murder as deity!

And all this has been confirmed,
in the Royal Arch and Chapter,
by the grand stage Encampment
of The Knights Templars,
who-
swear by the cord 'cross their Anchor and Ark
they were all Children of God!
And who the hell am 'I'
to take aim...dispute..., beguile -
'The All Seeing Eye'?

I mean, lets rationalize this subject mass
how much destruction, sheer mayhem
could some Contractor's conceivabally wreak,
with a million eye's 'pon their very slam-
of a nail by a hammer through a wall;
who cares if a people keep as sacred-
voices, words....esoteric symbols.

So much for inveterated unions
of societel supremacy, when-
'tis nothing really more,
than a tell-tale blown into a 'CIRCLE OF EVIL'!
Rrrrrrrooooowwwrrrr! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !
When in fact their reputation as old world demons
are as ersatz as colourless prisms and plasticine paragons.

And another thing....(in changing names and places) :
Did anyone ever stop to think(hmmmm) -
that the Mayans tho' crafty and socratic,
may have merely decided that calanders
was a foolish countdown toDeath..,
...........................thus deciding -
to crack their old tablets, and abrogate
six hundred years...of solipsism,
or to be a tad more gracious....sophistryism?

So much for 2012, Christ knows,
and tho' I never met Nostradamas,
I think i saw Elvis, this morning,
wooing countless Masonic wives,
on a chariot carved of wood,
pulled by 11 sheep,
circling 'round Graceland pillars,
with trestleboard in right hand,
black squares and compasses,
thinking 'bout the man Euclid
and his 47th Proposition.
Amen, I say to them.


_______ F j R _______


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