Upon Innocence's FaceA Poem by Alfred Kukitzbest seat in the houseUpon Innocence's Face In the chaos of dreams the spark discovered invites you in DNA unfolds its spiral staircase You climb upon its seat of gold Far afield, back in time a medley of knowledge plays its rhyme Early man, a renaissance of things, Battles fought and won as death spills on silent tongues As the film continues you find a place and rest upon innocence's face. © 2016 Alfred KukitzReviews
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StatsAuthorAlfred KukitzDeering, NHAboutYes, I'm still here. Just jazzing up my about me story. Sorry I don't die at the end. more..Writing
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