Bliss

So speaks the dumb

I've got God under my thumb,

So speaks the wise,

If only God was a crumb

so I could eat him whole,

Generous kings cry

God is on my side,

and the jester knows the king is blind,

The hunter knows only forest

the air is God the most,

The blind scream with glee

vision needs not a host,

The blissful say nothing,

for in doing so, God makes something.





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