Shadow Casters

Shadow Casters The blaring light casts a superfluous shadow upon the timepiece, in a garden full of weeds. As empires have fallen; iron and clay, once gold, the gnomon stands strong, versus snake, won't concede. Venom-fed nutrition, people beg, cheat and steal; sacrificial skins as misnomers for the lamb. The blaring light casts an intention to conceal, false shadows point fingers, as deception is planned. Pretentious accusations, a slant used to blur, guarded homes, shoot to kill; open borders, humane? The spot lights, the actors, politicians concur; 'your eyes will be opened', with the promise, they ate. The blaring light casts upon the dead leaves and vines; the gnomon pleads WARNING: of a source not the sun. This gardens devastation, as Rock shatters time; A new garden waits, with humility, and love. © 2019 Jeffrey Spencer