The devil crossed the nine of wands
Chained to negatives alas
In desert country
Even cuffed in brass
Probes against resilience
Kicking up the courage
Was his test of faith
In a dark unholy bath
Seven swords of past betrayal
A king of intellectual power
Pages written for a novel army
Outcomes plague the midnight hour
Popularity contest for six
As the pentacles approached
The magician made a chariot
Fit with horses ten fold forth
Expand the feathers
Silence speaks a thousand words
A magic wand can say much more
The battle between angels
Happening on a hellbent floor
Fire and smoke
Can blind the best intentions
Without a rope the tug of war
Has no tension to resolve
A wicked trance an oozing sore
The serpent slides along the sand
The hierophant calls judgement too
There are good and bad folks out there
How will the shield protect the truth?
In love and death
Some will use the blade for light
Some will use the quill for dark
Watch the clock of these behaviors
When the magic hour stops
It’s a jungle out there!
All illusions will dissolve
Fall away unveil the star
Bright of hope above the slope
Machette through the Amazon
Pluck the forest of deceit
Absolve the personalities
Seeking the roots
That always supplicate
Pure love
© GÄ
Poétique 