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Leading the Blind

Republican or Democrat, the wool has been pulled Over the eyes of a nation of fools The truth is just fine if we get it spoon fed In our favorite flavor self-served in our beds While off in the distance an Angel stands guard Bemused at the folly we ‘Stepfords’ regard And as he takes flight, looking down at the fray Seeing into the future… that reckoning day When we kill one another, without knowing why Lost sheep running rampant —redemption denied (Garrett Hill Pennsylvania: October, 2020)

Copyright © | Year Posted 2020




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