Dead Men's Words

Dead Men's Words What is it about dead men's words That has people turning into turds Reading, quoting these, gives them a right Others to judge and them to slight I see and hear those dead words Gathering people together in herds In their mouths these dead words are bile The people who utter them, them defile Without questioning, their minds hooded Down the garden path swiftly footed Never seeing or hearing truth unveiled Dead men's words their minds have jailed Each on his soap box preaching opinion Hoping over another to have dominion Only on the surface they preach, believe Yet more and more they will deceive Dead men's words created false creed For control, dissension and greed The swift fooled, down the rabbit hole Thinking that this is to save their soul Dead men's words layered in mystery Inviting you to seek the true history A process to transcend and become God we're created the total sum By Cathrin Stuart