The Cipher


The Word,
A code,
Concealing
Truth's abode.
Their message
Is visceral,
Falling short
In the literal.
The prophets
Come to share
Truths caught
In Babel's snare.
Pay no mind
To the writer;
The message
Is in the cipher.
To begin with
Your decryption,
Look at more
Than one inscription.
Never mind
Their differences-
The key is in
Patterned occurrences.

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