Families
Surely your turning
of things upside down
is not but the potter’s clay.
You’ve done it with every
damn thing in this world
from the start till the present day.
I guess it’s impressive,
that which you’ve done -
blinding the world with your sham.
Making it look like you care for us all,
but the truth is you don’t give a damn.
Like the snakes that you are,
you creep in the night,
slithering into seats for to stay.
Then the families who actually
care for the folks,
you label and put them away.
But shall the thing framed
say of he has framed it,
“he doesn’t have understanding”?
Your disrespect wreaks
through your pathetic smile,
but time is an interesting thing.
For there’s only so much of it
left till your through!
Then the King will come back for what’s his.
Then those families will be
right there back in the streets
handling all of his biz…
Isaiah 29: 15-16
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