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Satan's Pride
I walked in
Brain went warm and swelled
I was wet in my mouth and dry in the eyes
The stained glass colours made the thick columns gay
Palms were in my palms
I held them, felt them, but could not sculpt them

A crowd gathered
No famous person here
No hollywood make-believe
No rock-star

Calm
Sitting still
Listening
Learning
And feeding on the truth of those before me,
Infront of me, behind me and all around me

This is the hour when he triumphed over Satan's pride
The hour when he can deliver and show me the reason for arches
The hour when my eyes stops twitching
This is the hour when he triumphed over Harth's pride
The hour when art became true reality
The hour when my palms dropped to the hard wood

Organ sound systems
Tight
The scent surrounding
Deep swallowing I roll back
I wish I could turn around and see who is standing at the door

I drank a cup of wine
And the invisible man did not show
I drank a cup of wine
And plagued my bread and butter

I could not dip
For I might burn
I could not walk
For I might burn

But the suicides tell me Ill burn in hell
And the snowfall lit her night and broke glass on the steps
But the beauties tell me to obey
And the men bring the cure

This is the hour when he triumphed over Satan's pride
This is the hour when he triumphed over Harth's pride
This is the hour
And the hour lasts


 2000 David Greg Harth
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