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Matter-motion-force chanted softly by ol' spencer

Has very little chance to hold back young Ron's

cancer

Today has entire ward celebrated his year seven

with forced smiles and hysterical  jabberin 'bout

heaven

'You are now a man, surely you must see'

Well, that's the most a man that he'll ever live

to be

Show me a thesis that contradics my suffering

Allow my anguished mind a rest

The nature of our state of being - an epitaph at

best

Tell the Shudra of incarnation

Sell Eden to a Catholic nation

Leave not a stone unturned

Every soul will have its turn

This month only - the grandeur of creation

Fifty percent off your graceful redemption

When life's but a prelude of waht is yet to come

the pars equal nothing, and so does their sum

Show me a thesis that contradicts my suffering

Allow my anguished mind a rest

The nature of our state of being - an epitaph at

best

No effort required, all comes as it goes

Absolved by the gold of the sunset and the red

of the rose