Relying On Just One Wing
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The earthen poles rise in leveling skies
Where the northern lights are spread,
A compass may track lying flat on its back
As it shakes its dizzy head;
Two great kings may sit when kingdoms are split,
As balancing weights will swing,
The young earth was built with uneven tilt
Relying on just one wing,
What heaven's bequeath to us here beneath
With Angels tumbling above
From fiery walls they featherless fall
To arms of humanly love,
But as spirits decay day after day
And the two kings spit and fight,
We walk in caves through the narrowing ways
Determining who is right.
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