Pastors Of Flesh Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABB CDEE DDFF GGHH HHIIHI HHDDDJ HHHHHH EEDD KDDD CCHHFrom my father's disheveled abode | A |
I did watch them exchange adieu a bode | A |
Of the shepherd parting the impatient night | B |
With the sheep who has seen the light | B |
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A hectic holy day had they saving | C |
Strayed souls from satanic beslavings | D |
Drawing penitent spirits for the one | E |
Who watches us above with his son | E |
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All did disperse in different directions | D |
Having shed those heavy imperfections | D |
Toward those domicile that enclosed | F |
The malice of the night exposed | F |
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Who prophecied against the Amity | G |
Of yam and goat in protective entity | G |
Who demanded coweries and tithe to placate | H |
The gods to anger as we weep in supplicate | H |
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That personal assistant so called | H |
Leading souls to the alters of God | H |
I did see exchange back look | I |
To behold the vicinity in forsook | I |
The night was mute | H |
All proselyte having flown in their nook | I |
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I gossiped of a lewed look cast | H |
Atmosphere of lascivity so vast | H |
Breeding instruments of the gods of romance | D |
Used to demolish the blasphemy of ignorance | D |
That instruments that celestialy lighten my sins | D |
That pureness that contradicts my filths so lin | J |
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There was a snake of infidelity in her bed | H |
Chasing her with fangs of foolishness unheard | H |
When the proppelant proppeled salts of canality | H |
I watched with awe as the arms of the novelty | H |
Was befooled opening wide to embrace free | H |
Trade of cheap joy with vestiges of bitter ghee | H |
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Kisses was exchanged in amatory fatherly affection | E |
The door closed behind them Oh That addiction | E |
Of pure deception gnawing man in damnable vices | D |
As all mothers must escape from the progenies lies | D |
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To stay the night away from the snake | K |
Away from the nagging children who rakes | D |
Away from the dead husband long since | D |
Decayed in the caskets of pains and wince | D |
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But I am assured of the goat keeping | C |
The yam my fellow proselyte answering | C |
The next day | H |
As we laughed at my may | H |
Jesse Amblessed
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