Weredog Tart (29)

   
   "Weredog Tart (29)"
  
Siria--her mother a cerebral astronomer;
Specifically, beyond Spinoza's Pantheism--no Bush League commoner;
Moreover, knowing that a Divine Justice System axiomatically exists,
Made her corporeal exodus, some might say, with a fool's blind bliss;
Nonetheless, nothing more dangerous than a fool for Christ,
As was Saint Francis--so adoring of Brother Wolf and totally iced--
It all reflects back on them, as justice goes,
For nothing outshines the Godhead--This in all colors, perpetually glows,
If sown on the fertility of eternal life,
Not swiftly scattered on the thorns of a promiscuous wife,
And while we all fall short of the Glory of God--
The purchase is merely a penny, costing a singular, honest nod.