Liquid language
drips from lips.
The lies we speak,
they come in sips.
Drink the poison,
drain the mug.
A promised One,
a sacred drug.
Now spill, expand
and flood the floors.
Muddied words
and bloody wars.
Dull our swords
and dim our minds.
Thought, no more.
Designed, divined
from ancient lore
in manmade time.
