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Mar 2015
The Tempest Twril,
Isn't it the peace sanctuary?
And the abode of all sanctity,
But the spring of malice and muddle?
The tempest twril,

Isn't the heavenly bodies stationed?
And illuminate in their times,
But moves incoherent in their shadows atimes?
The tempest twril,

Isn't light a traveller in a straight line?
And the sun,a mother of them,
But meagerly shines at the centre?
The tempest twril,

Isn't pray and prey four lettered?
And produces the same sound,
But conflict in their meanings?
The tempest twril,

Isn't the first the best?
And supposedly the crown bearer,
But Essau had none?
The tempest twril,

Isn't wundt the genesis of their science?
And paved way for their experiments,
But had an unreliable methodology?
The tempest twril,

The tempest twril,
A Poem Written By,
Historian E.Lexano
Β©March 11,2015
Historian E Lexano
Written by
Historian E Lexano  Ghana,Accra
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