All listen to the argument of <br /> <br />Adam in your sacred mouth <br /> <br />Prophecies in your tongue of <br /> <br />sword cut the heathen <br /> <br />The flame in your scepter cures <br /> <br />the lepers, heals the blind. I <br /> <br />seek waiting for you, waiting <br /> <br />till you sit with me. <br /> <br /> <br />/For Arvin.<br /><br />rosalinda flores martinez<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/tongue-of-sword/
