Aryan Spawning Poem by Poetical Analysis

Suckled from the seven prods
That pulsate from the so rayed god
The chief creature of Earth reduced to a bee
The most ELE of a spell is the sacred family
The structure of atom formed from the dirt
The tissue of the organs of the Great Mother Earth
Entranced by the light too brutally bright to see
The gratitude of a Pilgrim & the reliance on nobility
The terror surrounding the feeble public's demand
Upon which the fascist republics do unilaterally stand
Celebrate Jupiter under the shroud of another
These shadows of secrecy provide you the owl's silent cover
They won't change what's written; it's the keystone to it all
This is the talisman to which Aryan children ultimately heed the call

12/17/15