Our Sad Sold Salvation…

by George A. Yesthal

In the palms of our hands…
In the sad psalms of Man…
Lives the seed of our fragile
Humanity.

In the songs of the bards…
In the deal of the cards…
Lives the lost existential
True sanity.

In the hatred of wars…
Of political whores…
That are sold to a blind
Population

Lies the ruined demise…
Of our fate due to lies…
That if swallowed will kill
Our salvation.

Ours is not to believe…
Those that seek to deceive…
And ferry us off to
Perdition.

So while fly the drones…
By nefarious clones…
We swallow the host of
Contrition.

But the time to be judged…
Will not be begrudged…
To the powers that we
Must obey.

And we cannot escape…
Through black lies or red tape…
That final and bleak
Judgment day…

Our Sad Sold Salvation…

George Yesthal

Brodheadsville, United States

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