Quatrain of Lament Flowing
Lament Flowing - oh, yes it does
With dusty lament flowing over sin, 
made long before any rules 
had ever been 
written.
The worst of man's will, deep within, 
came forth and dusted every 
face God had 
smitten.
With an arousing howl, from those 
caught with their hands deep 
in a cookie jar of 
hate,
Life became swirling in a dustbowl of 
images and not even the truth 
could control corruptible 
fate.
Yorktown Disciple
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