"Who Knows "

I'm in the fight of my life...
Nowhere's bound except exclusion.
I am the black sheep.
As yet they're all shifting shapes .
Triangles opposite into a fool's rainbow.
-Sow our days are not for long.
The crimson sky weeps down its crucifixion.
Know that somewhere else in existence time Is different.
Fourty years is but one hour.
-And God, is not from Teman.
Erudition has no exponential composition for
El Shaddai.
Quietus will come like a thief in the night.
The last minute is always an uncertauncertainty
Haiku Jabez©️2023