I step back,
and turn my way.
With eyes hold on with black.
A snake you could see,
with laughing tonque,
no words spoken,
only him and me.
He is in possesion of your pride.
Despair in a lonely child?
Fear I have not,only calm.
A Higher world was in armed,
as the oceans,
and nature can be.
Lower than the earth
you can't be.
Only those who lived in the deepest
end.
Who would know of their grieve?
Whe are people of this world,alive,
God created us,
and who can not throw stones,
when we are alike.
Black between white.
There will always be the
black and white,
in all of it's forms,
see and believe
in counting to Thee,
The one who torment you is only
a human beiing,
This you know is only despair,
the lucky one's have it all right.
Where?
the camel eyes.
Nobody, only the angels whose drapery
is white can sit on the throne next to God's eye.
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