A Shaken Bible by Hanson Steve

A Shaken Bible by Hanson Steve

Author:Hanson, Steve [Hanson, Steve]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Fiction, Visionary & Metaphysical, Literary Criticism, Books & Reading, Religion, Christianity, Literature & the Arts
ISBN: 9781913861070
Google: -m4WEAAAQBAJ
Publisher: Boiler House Press
Published: 2021-02-12T18:49:42+00:00


IV. QUARTIDI

i. Mediation & Counter Action

Yet the sun also aris’th, an the sun gose down, an hastes to his playse wher he arose, the unmoved moving. After just two generations the Ypocrites had decided ther wer too many. A peple becoming more an awl mitier than they. They decided to deal wisely with them, lest multipliciti overcame. They set taskmasters over them, to build treasure citis. Wen the spirit did not break, it was decread that the sons be slain, ee’n the firstborn. By the river wence it was parted, an became into four heds, they wer digging pits to put themsels in.

The river of Kishon swept him away, that ancient river, O’ my soul, thou hast troden down strength. She drew him aht the water. An it came to pass in thows days that he found a trade, an aprentice of brick-making, firing them red hot, becoming master of them. The treasure citi grew quickly, but his rage was strong, blowing from the past lark the Siroco.

He brayed ‘Ypocrite to dee’th with a brick, for whippin a slave. Wherfor smitest thou my felow?

The Ypocrites wer clev’r, devisers of subtl’r strategies, an thus it was may’d the fashion that ev’ry woman borow of her neighboor, to buy the exotic market spoils comon to the Ypocrites, piting neighboor agin neighboor, saying ‘cadgers com and ye ar wel com.’

Chaos grip’d the world. He drifted for see’n days an nights, until he found the scene of his escape. He entered the land by night, an gathr’d wot was left of his peple by the pits. He broke thier work with a flame of fire aht the midst of a cruse of oil.

He spoke to them like thunder. They broke nor sowen, an shal strike.

He went up the hil to speke with the Ypocrites. He said, who may’d thea a prince an judge over us? Pon thy cattle wich is i’ the field, pon the horses, pon the ases, pon the oxen an pon the sheap, ther shal be a very grievous murain.

An soe they came to pass ther in victory.



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