6 cups raised

6 cups raised

A Poem by Hachamecha

6 cups raised 
1 to the heavens
1 towards the dark depths of Hell 
1 to mother nature herself
1 to the inhabitants of the worlds 
1 to the universe 
and 1 to destiny

6 cups raised 
1 to the angels
1 to the tortured screams
1 to the tornadoes, and hurricanes
1 to the animals 
1 to the dark void
and one to our paths

6 cups raised 
1 towards the sky
1 buried in the ground
1 to the earthquakes that swallow man
1 to the living 
1 to the endless space
and 1 to the changeles

© 2012 Hachamecha


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Added on January 17, 2012
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Hachamecha
Hachamecha

Ledyard, CT



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