Dance of shame

My people, why my people do you still slumber deep forgetting so quick the leech, sucking demons of the past who came with appellation of an untold messiah seeking our face, sold our heart Why succumb to the comely beast whose comical but silly commands contravines our rooteds morals leaving us plundered to wither but yet you bluthe around beating drums, blowing trumpets welcoming them into the square like conquering hero's feast What a shame they still speak seeking a travesity of justice for your already trodden soul even shamelessly so you sing their approval conscious step they take motivating your forgiving spirit to make lay and rest your case while they smile and aim more. DECEMBER 2008