The 9th Song Poem by Leon Moon

The 9th Song

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We hold divinity upon our fingertips
And destiny within the cresses of our lips;
The embryo of desire, beyond sense,
Unlock's memory's key to existence—
The Universe is Liberty's dream
And humans are defiled by contradiction,
Which is the Heart beat of concatenation
And the intelligence of our conception
Where all forms shall eternally gleam.

Monday, May 15, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: death,irony,life,love,nature,tripping ,universe
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Tom Allport 15 May 2017

a poem of speculation of where we might eventually fit in? ........well penned

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