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Leaking Pen

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Augury


Religion demonized woman,
Caused the snake to rattle and the earth to quake.
With dawn of the letter to man,
Nature never knew before such a fake!

It is now a power game,
To control power of the purse!
Greed enticed by fame,
And fortune eyes a man's curse.

Before man crafted leather Books,
Eve and snake were life-giving symbols
And antiquity displayed in marble their looks,
And sought Pythia's prophecies and her signals.

Each time Adam is in a lecturing mood,
Guilt and gridlock cloaked God's true religion.
Poetry is God's persona of womanhood,
While testosterone from fears speak in pidgin!

November 30,2013
Copyright Leaking Pen 2013
Revised Oct 21 2014

Submitted: Saturday, November 30, 2013
Edited: Monday, November 03, 2014

Topic(s): destiny


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  • Bronze Star - 5,547 Points * Sunprincess * (11/30/2013 5:49:00 PM)

    thanks leaking pen for the new word...nice poem :)

    Definition of augury (n)

    Bing Dictionary
    au·gu·ry
    [ áwgy?ree ]

    1.divination: the art, activity, prophecies, or pronouncements of an augur, soothsayer, or diviner
    2.portent or omen: an indication of what will happen in the future (Report) Reply

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