A Kiss, The Lash A World In Contrast

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I found this little tree in a concrete jungle
among relics of war of dying and more.
A serene scene of peace resting in this state
the swirling fires of hell at the pearly gate.

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Then I saw her out the corner of my eye
she laid in peace I could not tell you why.
Her bounty was clear the reasons unsure
   humble yet grace her passion was in place. 
  
 I understand this still searching the sky
the grace of ingenuity in the way we die
a serpents kiss still stings, hate still mean
in the sky you’ll meet, falling ash you’ll reap
    
 

Woe to those who could hear the cannon blast
mercy UN-willing under the task master’s lash
broken bodies and shattered dreams if you last
the rest dropped in a pit and buried like trash

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All this was at a place where you could eat and rest
the sign made you want to stay having it My Way.
Beer in hand attempting to understand was my plan
With beer that didn’t last its just a world in contrast
*Ha Long Bay Vietnam*

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