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He has no face or desire to face the large grate And inside the wicket of the grate The little door to the larger gate One side named narrow The door knob's apprehensions twist in the fingertips The other side slides to the indifference The 69 peep holes rock in scandalization How does one survive ? The false prophet goes door to door selling sheep skin diplomas black as raven's hair His false fruit lays fermenting adding pollution to our despair . The prophet's basic fault is full of self interests For gain and grain of easy life For personal prestige through others pain and strife His man-centered words appeal to the ears that want to be tickled with ear candy And the results are that truth be forgotten , trampled to dust and thrown away Beware of the smooth tongue Jacob with the rough hairy hands of Esau .
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Sep 16, 2025
Sep 16, 2025 at 8:26 PM UTC
Wicket
He has no face or desire to face the large grate And inside the wicket of the grate The little door to the larger gate One side named narrow The door knob's apprehensions twist in the fingertips The other side slides to the indifference The 69 peep holes rock in scandalization How does one survive ? The false prophet goes door to door selling sheep skin diplomas black as raven's hair His false fruit lays fermenting adding pollution to our despair . The prophet's basic fault is full of self interests For gain and grain of easy life For personal prestige through others pain and strife His man-centered words appeal to the ears that want to be tickled with ear candy And the results are that truth be forgotten , trampled to dust and thrown away Beware of the smooth tongue Jacob with the rough hairy hands of Esau .
South-by-Southwest
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75/M/Birmingham , Alabama
Sep 16, 2025
Sep 16, 2025 at 8:26 PM UTC
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