Blackholes eat oroboroi
for lunch .

Will they eat too much ?

Only time will tell .

Service without sacrifice is a lie

We are all born to serve

Either God or man

Those who receive are served

Those who serve are blessed

Blessed are the ones who served in the name of the Lord for their tears will be wiped away by the hand of God .

So I begged and pleaded
and plucked the weeds
I waited for something
to answer to my needs

But the silence of winter's
snow softly fell
There was no echo rising
from my empty well

I looked up
with pleading eyes
Only to find icy
brow and lies

Wasn't even asking
for space on the shelf
What less selfishness
must I do to prove myself

Thus the carrot dangles
from from the stick
Telling me to prepare
for the coming kick

Amen