rooster
May 12, 2004
Stem Cells from the cord I prayPlumb the depth of ethics swayBoundaries fogged by love of selfNarcissistic parasite - the wealthCold and Captive in a jarAcorns know just who they areMan is great when he perceivesJust how wretched he will bePundits, Profs, and glamour boysUse God’s building blocks as toysPathos in a wheelchair“Personhood”, it’s just not thereCacophony of Science SpoutsPersonification - they have their doubtsAntithesis from zygote slainWho speaks for God? Who can explain?The English poet before he diedPenned these words, for alibis:“This life’s dim windows of the soul Distort the Heavens from Pole to Pole And lead you to believe a lie When you see with, not thro’ the eye"....