The Hero Has Spoken

"He came unto his own and

His own received him not"

These words have lost knowing

Men play with ideas that kill

Not knowing the fruit they hold

Forbidden fruit, not worthy of time

Not worthy to be called by name

For people see, but do not see

People hear, but do not hear

Their minds are rotten to the core

They have lost their sense

Abominations from the prophets

Ignorance runs rampant in the streets

The will of man runs deep to himself

There is no light to be had in darkness

But some will say, "Here, a man"

Some will say, "He fights for us"

Plurality of men committing blasphemy

Things no one should know, not believe

They will say, he, and others, are light

God's gift to the world, to liberate

But they are only dust and ashes

Turning to moths' in our mouths

They tell us what we want to hear

For the end will come, but to few

They will reap what they have sown

Corruption, carnal passions and disease

They will shut you up and punish you

They will say, "The hero has spoken"

Watch lest you fall for their trap

Lest you become like them

With their hive mind and talk

Remember of old,

"Day by day, we are being slaughtered"

Watch lest it happen to you.