Friday, April 11, 2008

Deceit Inside

Knowing thyself, a task demanded of piety
When hidden terrors lurk in the core that is you
How does one go about with the task at hand
Of knowing, sifting the false from the true

Only by the Spirit the dead man exhumed
To be laid bare, naked, exposed and stark
Who is not dead at all but evil with breath
To be mortified, light treading down dark

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