Do you really have an audience? Is that the panic in your lying eyes...that groveling for shares, that, "I'll do anything, to keep you, dears!"
Well, how about 'a chain'...the links of blasphemies and lies, you've sworn to? Lengths you've treasonously gone?
What of the laws you've twisted, bent or broken in your 'cause celebrity', to spin the truth around, like a dancer that the devil used...then, threw upon the ground?
You charlatans of words, denying light, her due...instead, have bridled darkness, at this final 'witching hour', to throttle her and screw what's left of life!
You've taken sides, and in that halfling light of liar's, you cringe upon the piece of world, you've broken off!
To suit yourselves alone, as she floats in space...old, cold and dying! You are monsters!, who could never say 'NO', to anything!
Written by Bruce James Clyde 2017, at Deming, New Mexico
Art: The Devil card of the Tarot
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