Creative rhymes…
Potent anodynes…
Analgesic tones…
Somnifaciently affected sounds…
Words that heal…
In combinations we feel…
Anesthetic formulae
And stupefacient lies
Won’t change our need for realistic treatise…
Preachers and teachers
Singers and speakers…
Sermons and lessons
Songs and mass visions…
Come now before us
Sounding so spurious
Because they are devoid of real truths…
Thoughts obfuscated
On minds opiated
Will…finally…do us no good.
From: Roy Alexander Graham's ... “Of Scattered Seed and Broken Souls.”
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