We Wilder Then
Me flooded My Creation in My rage,
Me told You: Drink the Sweat from Your Son's Brow,
Me told You: Cut Your Tongue, Cross Out Your Page,
Me younger then, Me older than that now.
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Me sinned with laws severe, implacable,
Me sinned with spirit cloaking hate-filled vow,
Me sinned in war, in Cities sackable,
Me felt regret. No more! Me pledged my Trow.
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We sang in Joy by Gihon's rushing flow,
With Babel's Beauties Me did plow My Plow,
My Trumpet felled the Walls of Jericho,
We wilder then, We tamer than that now.
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So am Me sorry for what Me have done?
Me am, and Me am not. Me did have fun.
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