summer is expanding
as the coral turns to snow
every mind is churning
betraying the truth we know

fallen souls in the sand
ribbons tied among the trees
canyons race across land
stink of hatred rides the breeze

small minds
open mouths
wide-eyed people in the crowd
shouting, yearning
all convinced, no one learning

craving, want and greed rule
got my bible and my gun
at the desk sits a fool
basking in the setting sun

burdened beast-like men kneel
lapping at the tough of lies
faithful men grunt and squeal
softly nodding as truth dies

small minds
open mouths
wide-eyed people in the crowd
crying, pleading
time’s up, everyone bleeding

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