Laboured Poem by James Daniel Gabriel

We all have a reason well all have a rhythm we all have a monogamous
Seed to reward. We all have enough but we all have desire. We all have a timeline theology inspired.
We all have a bust and we all have a bend. We all have a statue on which to depend. We all have a polygamists inner desire. We all have to feed before we have to retire.
Witches have covens and Moses a sword. Preachers have voices and deacons a word. Jesus had a cross and we all have to share. Joseph had Judah and we all have to profit.

You all have this new golden apple from me. We all have a sound we must hold and set free.

Ants have a purpose and bees have the stinger. Mother nature has limits and Uncle Sam has his finger.
We all have to point while we all have to judge. We all have our jurors concerned with the lingering.

Doubt. Vulnerable. Open up the eye.
Doubt. Venerable. Prying at the eye again.

We all have a blanket we all have a dream we all have a well into wish and to seem. We all have a monotheistic release. We all have an end into wish and to cease.
We all have enough but we all have desire. We all have a deadline we have come down to the wire.
We all have a story and we have to depend. We all have a sculpture to mold and to bend.
We all have a bigamists narrow opinions. We all have to slave to the feeding of minions.

Pagans have symbols and Satan has tubes. Prophets have to upload your new points of view. Mary had a lamb and we all have to sacrifice. Democritus had to die at the wealth of his parasites. You all have a purpose I suggest you have appetites.
Cows have the herd and the pigs have the sty. We all have an itch in the back of our eye. Father time has a plan and we all have a hand. We all have a clock we have nothing to end.

Doubt Me. Vulnerable. Careful not to scratch the eye.
Doubted. Ventricle. Beating and prying at the very eye again.
I again.