The Numbers of the Beast - Nabil Shaban
NUMBERS OF THE BEAST


a poem by Nabil Shaban

It's crazy but true Numbers build an Ark Two by Two,
Accept Black is White, One is All, Heaven is Hell,
Nay is Yea, the Jewel is the Crown, the Square is Round,
Everything is Opposite, what you Lose can be Found,
The Ring is a Spiral, Winter is Summer, War is a Whore,
Destruction is Creation, the Assassin is Messiah,
The Apocalypse is Salvation, the Dream is a Nightmare.

The Meaning is in the Sums, Order means Nothing,
The Numbers say Ugly is Beauty, so you mustn't cry,
We should count the beasts who steal fruit from your eye.

Alien from Sirius begets its Dragon,
Satan cracked an Egg with a Stone called Adam,
The End of the Circle is both Open and Shut,
Meaning the Snake is Eve and the Lock is the Key,
The Core of the Apple makes the Pip your Home.

If the Spelling can ride High, then the Numbers don't Lie,
Seasoning of Reason creates a Style of Why,
He's a Devil of a Beast, taking Fruit from his Eye

Take Christ from Positive, be left with Negative,
Take Jesus from Love and be 1eft with Hate,
Fluid is Solid with Energy added,
Jesus was a Comet, an Omen for Change,
Death will Light your Fire on the Cross of Time.


If the Spelling can ride High, then the Numbers don't Lie,
Seasoning of Reason creates a Style of Why,
He's a Devil of a Beast, taking Fruit from his Eye

From Nowhere the Mother is a Door to the Earth,
The Answer is a Mystery when the Question is Forgotten,
The Word is Knowledge meaning Truth Is Destiny,
Life is Good, Fear is Evil, God is Unity.


If the Spelling can ride High, then the Numbers don't Lie,
Seasoning of Reason creates a Style of Why,
He's a Devil of a Beast, taking Fruit from his Eye

Know that the Secret Chiefs are The Nine Unknown Men,
The same as the Old Ones who know your Best Friend,
Who is both Guardian and Angel from the Abyss,
The Stranger, the Outsider with the Hidden Kiss.


If the Spelling can ride High, then the Numbers don't Lie,
Seasoning of Reason creates a Style of Why,
He's a Devil of a Beast, taking Fruit from his Eye

The Sun is Red, the Moon is Blood,
Jesus is the Bride, Mary is Bread,
Christ is the Groom, the Fish is Wine,
At the Wake most Weep, some Laugh while others Smile,
Add Resurrection to Crucifixion, you have the Holy Grail..

If the Spelling can ride High, then the Numbers don't Lie,
Seasoning of Reason creates a Style of Why,
He's a Devil of a Beast, taking Fruit from his Eye

Liberty is the Sacrifice of the Spirit,
Swapping Chaos for a Body that is Prison.
If Iron that's Yellow accepts Paper that's Gold
Equality is a Legend the Will must Rule.
The Bible is Freedom but it's also a Myth,
Claiming Charity and Peace is no Illusion.

The Abacus played with Napier's Bones spat a Numeral,
My albatross strayed to salvage a home at a funeral.

The Mind thinks it's Way to the Soul through Alchemy,
From Water to Silver, Harmony shines Surreal.
The Power as Glory will Help call Omega,
To End the Fun and Virtue of all Existence.
If Desire is a Sin, then Justice is a Ghost,
Like the Trickster who plays Saviour in a Ufo.

Confucius Computes the cowardly Cipher of dry Letters,
The obstruse refutes the hourly writers of my betters.

Mass craves Anarchy which the Heart makes Posslble,
Through the Crucible of Chance and Revolution.
Religion is a Game whose Goal is a Mirage,
From Womb to Grave, Faith is a Chain of Confuslon.
Reality is Law but then Physics is a Fox,
Your journey to Know will Progress to Delusion.

What maketh the Words worth their Summatlon is the smaller Whole,
Hot acres of burnt earth scare some nation to play the cheap role.



Written by Nabil Shaban - 6th May 1992

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