Whose Side Are You On?

See them gathering around in the street whispering about the strong man’s defeat; see them running up and down the lane badmouthing the dog that is walking around in the rain. They are armed with rockets and guns and the Kanine dog is on the ground looking for the dude on the run; it has captured it’s horrendous smell and has cornered it around the well, the houses on the other side of the lawn is covering him until the break of dawn. See them coming in droves with weapons piled on top of their boats; they are circulating the black sea with snakes wrapped round the poles and bull dogs guarding the iron door. The assault is about to start and the minstrel is pacing around in the dark, sticks on drums rhythm in the guns and missiles is raining from the north west choking the life out of the living dead. The East is on fire and the north and the south is bending the wire, the west is holding strong as it scatters the enemies when they come along. Whose side are you on; I have been asking you this question from the very day we land; you seem to be operating from two different fronts with a mug on your table and an assault weapon concealed in your bible. You see that bridge over there? Be careful how you cross them, it is laced with Christmas lights and a carriage underneath to turn on the lights. You are surrounded by laser beams and you can see it reflecting on the stream, the temperature is hot and ship is already docked. Whose side are you on; you are going to sing a colorful song the weak will triumph over the deep and when it is getting cold, we will gather by the fire to warm our soul; the break through is around the corner and the chain bridge is on fire, and drone cannot move because of disability in its shoes, the wires are disable but the missiles are able. The ambush is set at the door so covers the areas next to the shore, the drones are done but the missiles are on the run, whose side are you on? We want the “philistine” off our land.!