Controlling Power – Poem

Its control is over the oceans,
Causing the tidal flows.
In and Out. Up and Down.
Giving Life, taking life.
One follows the other cyclically,
Inevitably it does travel,
Across the high heavens.
Set your watch and it will never fail,
High elevations and lowest troughs.
Its milky cup flows over with life,
Decaying stench of blood,
Contaminates it all.
Its life cycle is constantly repeating,
Sevens control and dictate,
Down on Earth, up in the high heavens.
My Controller was three days early,
And yet its power over me always remains.

© 14th February 2011

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