Frankincense (3/17/2020)

HEAR, O GOD
WHEN DO I GO HOME?
I DESIRE A NEW ME
THAT WON'T PASS IN EXILE
SERVANT
I AM A SON
STILL A PRIS'NER
OF AWFUL AGING
LEFT OUT
CRY, CRY, CRYING ON MASTER'S HEM
"HELP!"
STILL, I CLIMB
KNEEL TO FLY
FOR ASH, YOUTH
A CRUSHED SCALP LAID OPEN
UNDID A CRYPT
SMILE IN ALL
FOR I AM KEPT FULLY



Starting with Letter 1:
-- Every 4 Letters
-- Every 16 Letters

HEAR, O GOD
WHEN DO I GO HOME?
I DESIRE A NEW ME
THAT WON'T PASS IN EXILE
SERVANT
I AM A SON
STILL A PRIS'NER
OF AWFUL AGING
LEFT OUT
CRY, CRY, CRYING ON MASTER'S HEM
"HELP!"
STILL, I CLIMB
KNEEL TO FLY
FOR ASH, YOUTH
CRUSHED SCALP LAID OPEN
UNDID A CRYPT
SMILE IN ALL
FOR I AM KEPT FULLY

Subtext 1:
HOW DOES A MAN SEE VISTAS OF GLORY IN THE TIME OF SUCH CLOUDY MILIEU

Subtext 2:
HOME SOON TO COME

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