A Blacker Altar

by beeseeker

Man who don’t live here, man

Who worship at a blacker altar;

He say

“Time for change,

Need to modernise,

To organise,

Make progress and rearrange.”

Makes no nevermind

Whether you change your curtains,

Make threat, swear or cry:

You gots to move,

Go live in the sky,

The unforgiving sky.

2 Comments to “A Blacker Altar”

  1. Like it Paul and these lines: Makes no nevermind,You gots to move 🙂

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