They knit fabric in repulsive colors
still, sport unduly grin in high held chin!

Can a mind be convinced of its idiotic whim?
Can one reason when there is need of reason
for the mind is stuck in impenitent treason
abandoning the light of faith?!

I'll say pray...

They stain canvas with unsightly projection
logic underfed, yet pride fed - in need of fit reflection
still, call upholders of divine truths - "insane?!"
uncivilized ignorants, so anorexic brain... in the main...

I'll say, never cease to pray...

They concoct web of crafty, sly connections
deeming it, too soon, empire "nice"
and their deceiving craftiness "wise"
when in one puff from the Mouth of Truth
their "realm" will crumble! meeting its due demise...
disremembering His omnipresent Eyes?!
deeming "normal" what is abomination in His Eyes!

I'll say, so abominably unwise...
feeding brainlessly on serpent's lies!

Allowing "everything"
is - in truth -
holding in regard nothing...

(lib... lib... lib... is such a fib!)

So, never cease to pray...
to rescue
worried souls...
from needless dismay...

And, never, ever cease to pray
to rescue
souls who sadly are, serpent's prey...