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"Spirit Tells A Physical Story" (by Joe DiMino) The spirit tells a physical story From the shelf of hearing Choosing its own ears And eyes, second row across; And lips and so on We are not here by chance But choice, Our redemption is being; The perfection Is living And all the souls Not mere slates For medals Or rebuke There is only one Immortal crown, And the others For paste-royalty And their court-fools The politicians . We stand before God Proud as Individual He embraces us, Or keel on cold tiles Of common Karma Who do you know That has not Been here before? I count those lights On a single hand, Needing no Extra fingers, Especially That one flag-less Most raised In defiance And honored By lesser man . Leave a comment