Convoluted messages from twisted mouths
Falling without grace
In the form of spittle and drool.
They are unaware that in their efforts of deception
They endanger themselves
And those they claim to love.
Will they ever lose sleep?
Or feel the fear of God?
I pity their piety, I see their blindness, I pray for their prey.
In another time tar and feathers were used
And in another came fire and brimstone
But this time is now
This time is forever
It cannot be erased
The eternal wrong.