Autumn Magic poem four

Autumn Magic poem four

A prayer to the Elohim …

help us in the

whirlwinds of water

and fires of destruction. 

too much steam…

How to prune the masses

A man who is a Doppelgänger

Causing chaos, discord, and division

Racist and hypocrite…

Send you peace of heart and mind….

conceivably good people will become

The powerful and not the defeated.

Magic comes to console and make

A sword of justice of

nobility and goodwill

Make us whole dear diplomatic Elohim.

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