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Click hereMinds and eyes tempered of steel
Needs to be as the color'd skies ,
Others will always want more and will wish for the End
Reasons who might know
some do it for lust,
some do it for wanting
to snatch away another’s joy,
some others still,
will watch and wait,
like parasites ,
Then, the time ripe
will move in,
gliding on footfalls of unclad feet,
watching as they approach.
Still'd by a hand, no, that look
raised Eyes beholden.
Take them away; carcerate them slowly
then adjoin those halves again
a makeshift job
Even Jobe could not
Be not what the moons say,
whispered songs of faraway and
far again
Together, the mountains
awash in red
will bathe in the Light
pristine waters flow, the juncture is
wettened, cascades
His words, His voice,
flow like heavy lava
hot molten river over the senses,
claiming what He wants
will keep
Immured now as His.
This poem requires several readings for comprehensive understanding
because the writer enjoys his task of word stringing.
The poet has a style of putting words together that creates new phrases
and fresh views of old things.
However, at times the words can get in the way of clarity,
and the locution seems to become more important than the poem.
Don't skim RazzRajen's works, you will miss too much.
By the way, are you using "carcerate " as the negative of "incarcerate",
an overwhelm/whelm kind of thing? I can't find the word anywhere.