Dance of the pious

When they look away

From the lies

And condone it

Because the liar

Serves their purpose

Truth sheds a solitary tear

And the Crocodiles smile

Somewhere the forgotten call

For a thousand year reich

Raises its ugly head

As goose stepping lemmings

Joyous in a macabre dance

Hail the false messaiah

Bell tolls for the masses

As correctness misguided

Rules the day

God, forlorn, irrelevant, ponders

If ends justify the means

Author: pranabaxom

Poetry is my passion. I am not a methodical writer. I have no set topics to write about. What I feel, perceive, think about, I will like to share in this blog. I open my mind to the world. Like the weather, sometimes my poems are cloudy, sometimes stormy. I always like to see sunshine streaming through the leaves of trees, so I hope I can share some of those sunshine with my readers.

21 thoughts on “Dance of the pious”

  1. We all search for truth eventually and it is always found in the wisdom of the ancients. We forget that civilizations before us existed and sent their signs through time.

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  2. You put into words the way I’ve been feeling lately… I watch the Dem debates and worry that we’re going to do the same thing we did in 2016 and the Trump Reich will continue unabated. You cannot appeal to the morality of people driven by money, the green scourge that slowly poisons everything–air, water, soil, food, humanity. I want to have hope, I really do, but if people won’t WAKE UP, we don’t have a prayer. 🙂

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