Samson
Mortal power unmatched!
Such a power for one man to have the strength of ten!
Protest to this? Should he not be stripped of this unmatched preassence among human men and women?
For we not know fruitfully of the fathers tree.
We do not spit on the frails of time.
A secret whisper could pass by night to break these frails into something new.
To stop this massacre of divine in mortal being!
By night, like a flower, growing to the moon...Dahlila our whispering eye.
For beasts must be chained either by steel or by lies..
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fafiskingposted on 07/18/2009
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skillfully written! ^.^