Yorktown Disciple

Quatrain of Sound of Lies

Staying upright

Here comes the daily sound of
lies floating right into
my ears traveling
directly to the
brain,

The hope is for a loud exulting
word to bounce around
in my mind - a feeble
attempt to drive me
insane.

The disruption, composed of hate,
animosity toward those
who always abide
by their own
devotion,

No reason on this earth to waste
energy sowing misery, you'll
die soon enough
without God's
love potion.

Yorktown Disciple