#engaging
The grey Themes flows like molasses
Key figures bustle about the impending law
Like ants on a crumb of coffee cake
What seemed so important on that dark day
Flutters past like wind through a forgotten rake
What is more treasured than this entanglement?
The men with insipid wigs evidently
The public does not compare to Parliament
Bicker until your tongues swell into pink sausages
Time is a hair, caught on a nail in a plank, laying in the field
Insomuch as your ignorance to the turnshoes clacking underneath you
The porcelain haired fellows unfortunate to yield
Barrels of whiskey they are not
It’s a keg of a different sort
Guy thinks the fight is worth being fought
To worship is to be free after all
In the minds of zealots that’s justification enough
It was free reign in Eden before the fall
There’s no formality strike the brimstone
Cognition upon the floor erupting beneath them
Cricket in the corner little black legs hone
Not insects, yet footsteps close
Law prevails no fireworks tonight
Religious freedom prevails? Who knows?
It was foiled, ruined by one member
Gunpowder plot posse found the gallows
Perhaps no one will remember the fifth of November
Nov 5, 2025
Nov 5, 2025 at 11:15 AM UTC
there's a world inside your mind
and it wants you to find
a place for others,
without changing
the bookshelves
the music
or the way that you walk through the door.
It might be the means of replacing
the fear which stops you from living
and giving
and laughing
as yourself.
Nov 19, 2019
Nov 19, 2019 at 8:30 AM UTC