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Perched Atop Golgotha’s Crest
Perched atop Golgotha’s crest
Spirit nailed to cross of flesh
Buried in the blighted breast
Cries of distress
Echo through the ancient edifice
Lost in the maze of genesis
Beguiled by the play of elements
To combat a phantom nemesis
Formed by sense-fed evidence
Birthing pernicious prejudice
Ancestor of actions venomous —
But on the precipice of helplessness
The bloodied brow is cleansed
By kindly Providence
Eyes a light with the route of exodus
From thought formed pestilence
Drowning the land in dreadfulness
To heaven ascend
On the wings of noble Pegasus
To dwell in conscious blessedness
A Bodhisattva of benevolence