Lions Lyin' Poem by Richard Jarboe

Lions Lyin'



A lions body,
With a human head,
Doesn't mean your smart instead.

When Priests run the show,
It might be time to go,
Maybe too good to be true.

It's skeptical I guess,
What they do with this mess,
Making cherry piety out of a deity.

It's inevitable,
What is right,
Our mutual understanding of inevitable light.

Tuesday, August 27, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: people power
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