To Forgive is Divine

by fabian cortez

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O’ eyes of thunder

Stroll in deference to

A pounding heart,

So palpable in spirit

As to bless, or chide

In shocking

Retribution

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Yet I would see thy

Soul so vanquished

In bloodied spat out

Tirade, till it stills your

Tide, for nought shall

Counter eyes as black

As sackcloth,

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As Kith & Kin lay,

Now grotesque,

Examples of

Decaying blooms,

Wrath stay hindered,

Deep In catacomb of

Records shy to sun,

Enjoin such fire that

Shuns humanity

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For only such as God

In righteousness

Shall call to bear such

Horrifying vengeance

As is bubbling in thy breast,

Yet, so divinity may

Still, with given grace

Live by inclination within

Us all

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