Friday, January 12, 2018


Who is this smelly Beast
lolling upon our liberties,
wallowing in praise,
drunk on adulation,
trampling every virtue
that will not bow,
muddying any truth
that will not serve
his insatiable vanity?

Is this the wicked one
foretold, who by witless
cunning and heartless guile
deceives even the knowing,
or were we just careless,
leaving our door ajar
for any passing fool
or ravening monster,
to wander in?

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