Rising Waters

By J.S. Clockwise

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Red flags were raised

Among the lies;

Our Father's voice

Amid the cries

Which urged you all

To keep and bear

Your right to speak

And fight for air--

Advice so free

It sounded cheap

When it was only

Ankle-deep

The dam was old

Before the rain

And you'd grown soft

From lack of strain

My tangled plot

For your demise

Was nothing more

Than lullabies

To keep you high

And half asleep

While waters rose

Just past knee deep

You waived white flags

Without a fight

I said, "Stay in."

You said, "Alright,"

Then made the most

Of your mistake

Till you were drained

Like Wixom lake

Right through your clothes

My coldnеss seeped

As waters rose

Bеlt buckle deep

Your 'open' minds

Will choke dissent;

You'll pay no heed

To money spent;

You'll wear my mask

To please the boss

Then nail the church

To it's own cross

Behold my wolves

Who would be sheep!

As waters rise

To shoulder deep

That lifeline thrown

Just out of reach;

The best lesson

I'll ever teach--

I'll take it all

And call it fair

To sell you your

Own breath of air

It'll cost a ton

But seem so cheap

While turning blue

In waters deep

Behold the wolves who would be sheep