Eve- the rape of the divine
Eve -the rape of the divine
Hundred of miles and more is between us
Sweet –deadly love
and loving seemed, is an endless night;
thousand of years and more to come
the rise and fall of season but cannot be home
from the distant past bathe in blood and tears;
millions of word has been spoken of you
beauty –the unveiled truth
holy in man's flesh –the spirit malice's fruit:
-the son of his kind destined to live to unearth death;
-the daughter of his flesh designed to die
to bring the hundreds and thousands to breath.
Life is in a weighing scale, between us
Lullaby of the heavens and the hymn of hell.
poem by Jordan Legaspi
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