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I have come to cast
fire
upon the world you know.
How I wish it were kindled
but I must undergo
a fellowship of suffring,
a baptism of blood,
a storm of anguished passion
so you might know your God.
You should have
seen this coming,
this coming of a storm
clouds coming from the great sea;
you have all been forewarned.
My coming is with terror,
as with a hurricane;
and I have not come with peace
upsetting each tartane.
You know of storms
and watches
and even weatherfronts.
But will you heed my warning
so you might fill your bunts
and set sail toward the kingdom
where true peace rules the day
and squalls are never suffered
where tempests never rage? |