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And I for one would like to sleep
but I cannot, because I weep
for lives and dreams and nations lost
We never thought to count the cost

So many are the pirouettes
of running, flailing silhouettes
as flames behind them flicker high
to set aglow the night time sky

Becoming so habitual
this savage urban ritual
of settling some phantom score
by pillaging a local store

is just a New World Order nod
like summoning some pagan god
These worshipers show ignorance
while sacrificing common sense

And mass hysteria abounds
while cultish television clowns
erroneous, declarative,
perpetuate their narrative

That theirs is right and yours is wrong
so you had better come along
and join the other little sheep
Oh how I wish that I could sleep!

Alas my mind shall never rest
My soul, this world does daily test
Let my last option be my first
In God's sure hand I'll be not cursed

My money doesn't mean a thing
Possessions make not my heart sing
But steadiness in spirit form
shall guide me safely through the storm

And though the world be set ablaze
as we come to the end of days
I pray that you and I shall be
together in eternity



© Mike Wise
5-30-20

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