Point to the sky, hands up in the air;
Straight to the camera and frozen stare;
Knuckling a shake and fisted share.
Leading the way with halo glare;
Of pyramid, praise and silent dare;
Eyes looking up or down, not square.
Don’t give up, regret or despair;
Why destroy, sacrifice or swear?
Horror and death you should not wear.
How are heaven and my earthly lair?
My heart and faith preserve your heir;
Revere and exult through blessed prayer!
Author’s note: Well, after reading a thread through an open discussion forum, I realize my place among the fellow brothers. They are a bunch, really. Sheesh! And I didn’t even know after all these years until NOW! Or do I, eh?
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Hello Flynn, nice, and good luck!