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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LaMonte M. Fowler 
April 19, 2017 at 10:46 am
Beautiful, and sadly familiar.
On Wed, Apr 19, 2017 at 10:34 AM, LaMonte M. Fowler wrote:
> LaMonte M. Fowler posted: “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” >