Adored Even (poem)

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A proud Philistine rides through the streets unopposed.  Everyone cowers in fear, Whore-shipping their new God. It reminds me of the song, by what’s   his name? Oh yeah, Paul Simon, a prophet, a musician, like a physician, with the power of his music, his inspired word, is going to operate on me and remove, with surgical precision this invasive, all consuming cancer…

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