Day: March 13, 2025

REACTION TO A CRISIS

Logic replaced by blame

Always under the cover of innocence

Like a dark clothed gang at night

Takes over the sanity of people

They move quietly and in ranks

Many just following as the pathetic do

They plunder the minds of the sensible

Carry a banner of Satan

Streaked with blood; not their own

You can see the red in the starlight

I will remain sequestered at night

While they wage their war

They act immortal in the shadows

Until they are challenged by the light

Then eyes, sunken, show fright

I have put the wine away

The cognac bottle is covered with dust

I raise therefore a clean white flag

And listen to Grover blasting victory music

The nocturnal cowards will vanish

They know when it is time to quit

My only smoke is from incense

Reminds me of Whom I serve

A large crowd is with me

Much to the chagrin of the distressed

Pulling for a night time charge

They thought they had the machinery

All they have are groans

Their equipment breaks down

They leave it as the weak often do

The moon watches over satisfied

As morning clouds come into sight

Smiles at what was an anemic enterprise

Knows who rules the night and the tides

Will not release his grip on the skies

Stanski

March 13, 2025 ^