Four Corners Feast

The Public Dragon There is a monster in our land,  looming dark and grim. It's wretched mouth is wide agape,  It's fiery eyes are dim. A dragon, it could well be called It's belly filled with children. It lives in every city fair, It doesn't care to be hidden.. Decades of feasting has made it swell, Gorged with the minds of girls and boys. It rarely give back what it has taken, And it's feasting makes no noise. It's razor teeth are made with gold, That every one of us has paid. It's throat the fastest way to hell, All in the name of a "good grade." All these children are not dead, They've undergone a transformation. It's their souls that are in danger, For they are on the path to damnation. Deceit, sex and humanism, Is the gospel that is taught. These children never stand a chance,  Their futures left to rot. Christians offer their children too, We're just as much to blame. When will we ever learn the truth? This isn't some kind of ...

  Masks A mask isn't bad, not all on its own, They have many uses its true, Lots of people wear them, even when alone, Its applications are really not few.   An actor on the stage, rehearsing his lines, Astronauts way up in the sky, A man underground, digging coal in the mines, A surgeon cutting into an eye.   Someone reading the lines of an ancient scroll, Men cutting stone for a home, A diver swimming the waters of a warm atoll, Beekeepers taking gold from the comb.   There's even a time, when deadly sickness will spread, A mask on your face will be good, But that time isn't now, we've all been misled, From the beginning we should have withstood.   Now our ‘lords’ have a taste of absolute power, Their tyrannically fueled "free trial", They sit crafting mandates from their ivory tower, They won't stop till they've masked every smile.   So many have bowed, wearing the mask as a label, Exposing their will as a trifle, Eagerly reciting the media’s tired ...