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That was Then This is Now
That was then
when the truth was a lie
scorching the bitter tongue
of unseen circumstances
that crawled on the belly of youthful unrest
running toward the darker quarters
where Angels left wearing halo hats
leaving demon shepherds
tending their flocks with rapid hunger
in scurrilous realms of debauchery
as soldiers returned with fractured hazy minds
seeking relief
under spinning glass balls of glittering glow
hung from a ceiling
above a floor of changing colored lights
in a time of turmoil and change
from black and white fountains
bolted to school walls
as people gathered torches to burn cities
and men in power tossed crumbs like chum
to the hopeless and poor
This is now
where lies are the truth
feeding the tongue of consent
that litters the sacred ground of heroes
with garbage thrown
by demons wearing the cloth of righteousness
guiding their flock of ignorance to doom
with their fevered abandonment of reality
created for cruelty and lust for power
paid with thirty pieces of gold
their blistered hands carry artificial signs
of self-importance
as their ears swell from the chanting call
from the demons
pulled from within their soul
wanting to bolt the black and white fountains
back on the walls of intolerance
knowing the kingdom of hell is within them
they toss crumbs like chum
to the hopeless and poor
Copyright ©
Frederic Parker
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