Twelve ninety nine, a proven year of hope,
Soled fragmented slope,
Young woman raved the road, slightly stoned,
Disappointed with life and her husband yet so soon;
Anger fears her soul, she runs wild with no control,

Ancestors died and new love entered her,
Surrendered God the trusted weakling demise,
Troubled with the after life, she converts her way with another breeze,

Manure the darkness of smoldered hell,
The smell and vermin delight chokes her might,
Wife and mother she screams;
Dulcet, stroking her inner thigh,
Husband and father he reams with utterance,
Lucidly exploring her sighs,
Children suffer the endless mourning with chive-like painful Cries…

Child and remnant chide, innocent yet their death is derived,
Soon before thought analyzed,
Even innocence were then gently hived,
Twelve ninety nine; boiled disaster cooking the flames of rejected slavery
Palisades the secrecy and trying hard to uphold the faith and Bravery,

Canalized and suppressed with judicial might,
So called majestic leery,
The fury and the rarely abused jury;
Choices are made inherently,
Back and forth they mould their inhibitions,
A wondrous want to be Geary,
Decidedly and unsure; poor dressily vest,
They, calling themselves sane citizens periling,

The verdict abides sudden; yet this is the way the rival enters the tremendous seine
Mother, father and children sicken by monstrous way,
Jury the sadistic manner, threshold the flight and tumor the blasphemous mime,
The righteous will inherit the earth, live and reside upon forever,

This is what he speaks; this is what the all-mighty sighs,
Every tear shall be wiped from their eyes;
Death shall be no more, even ravens and goats,
Serpents and no more endless smote,
Twelve ninety nine, afore the ruins of Adam,
Kain and Abel these things he wrote