The truth can’t be seen through blinders.
Eyes and ears covered with hatred.
The tongue’s ready-lash sidewinders,
twisting and spinning what’s sacred.
The truth, the fact, reality
masked - the masses bobble their heads.
The illusion of blasphemy
here, when the scripture’s left unread.
No need for truth, when it’s made up.
“What is truth,” plank’s in Pilate’s eye.
Pilate knows - the charges trumped-up.
Wolfish masses prefer a lie.
How often the accusation,
front page news, folks - everyone’s riled.
The leak, having no foundation,
reneged where no one looks - exiled.
But still the crowd cheers old nick.
The stage decked out in crimson fire.
A civil war waged with a Bic.
No matter the damage - it’s dire!
The law, “Love others as yourself,”
truculent in divisive ways -
‘stead hate and pride speech off-the-shelf.
Lollygagging verses… no one prays…
Spend time in the prayer closet.
It’s worth every cent! Spare time!
Hear God - work up the composite.
Don’t listen to the world. PEACE TIME!
9/3/2022
Categories:
sidewinders, truth,
Form: Quatrain
slithering sizzle
stalks scorching Sahara sands
sidewinders dancing
John G. Lawless
5/24/2016
Categories:
sidewinders, nature,
Form: Haiku
SOLARIUM SIDEWINDERS
introverted
hermit crabs
share cavities
appeased in their
shielded double
sanctuaries
solariums of solitude
misplaced platitudes
humoring normalcy
with crustaceous
pet mentality
prisoners of exposé
unventilated cage
soft pink lungs
dried out sponge
obligatory needs
waterdearth
disclosure
solarium sidewinders
discharge
leakage and seepage
exposure
losing all sheltered
composure
© Kim van Breda—28 December 2015
Categories:
sidewinders, irony, senses,
Form: Free verse