Rhetorical Lies
They still try to hide with in caves
stirring caldrons brew in black dresses
elixir to cure from those they doomed
awful concoction cut from mothers womb
call it budding little one ground into a magical life powder
They still try hide to hide with in shiny walls paved
spinning centrifuge distilling formula in white smocks
medications to heal from those they expired aborted from a womans uterus
nomenclature nascent fetal cells manipulated into genetic enhancing compound
It is all in how you look at it what then are you looking at
You make it sound so terrible so what do you hear
Could you rephrase that I just did
Repent while it still today
They still try to hide behind
inspired to finish after reading the poem little feet by Robert A. Dufresne
Copyright © John Beam | Year Posted 2010
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