LOVE, DESIRE AND PAIN By Rodger Millar Munthali Shame engraves Satan, His deeds awfully craved, yet desolate; peculiarly Heathen, let alone ascetic; for that, Behind doors closed, inconspicuously, Audible becomes the knell, amidst Catapulted preaching augmented by Thunderous hymns that Neither summons nor appreciates Satan’s existence, For what cannot or refrain God’s love The great omnificent ruler In grave daylight, Satan’s death proclaimed Escorted in a single file, towards ‘Where none but Jesus Christ has returned’ To sing a song of victory and hope None can surpass, Genesis Thirty Seven; Desire’s persuasion, on Potiphar’s Wife’s Bed; accomplices glutton, graspingness; What can suppress desire, Satan’s Mortal spear? That Joseph, none Knows his flight source, in dire nothingness, Temptation and Pain, himself devoid of That which has brought pain, worse than plagues; Fear, better than of God; hence in Taught tautology, our mouths agape We e...
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