Serpentine

All the devils out to

Knight the fears of little

Men—Quoting scriptures

Twisting tempting psalms that

Dare you peek into the

Deep below for hands to

Catch you when you fall—when

Winds of whispers winnow

Hollow woes from hallowed

Worries, none is safe! The

Desert poet’s verse a

Revolution waiting—

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