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Belife Askew

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"Belief Askew"
The venom of
a fathers black tooth.
A weeping wound of holy orifice
upon the hearts of
the yet-untouched.
Each drop,
simple and corrosive
staining white pages opaque.
A failing memory so close
  to a young heart.
Contained in slotted gates,
satin curtains of
                 compensation.
The secret processes,
means and manners of not speaking.
Continued to the highest seats.
Signed in and dismissed;
aside for other import(ances).
A stunning display,
blindingly ob(li)vious,
with high flight of hypocrisy.
The very shudder of
a sacrificial lamb
before the blade.
So many needs
unfulfilled,
and so many scenes played out
behind the guise of a symbol.
A corruption,
keeping the saviors from their own
            burning
            redemption.
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