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D. Thurmond Aka Jef (James Everett Falcon)

The Festival of Sin

All the witches stoop
and stir their smoking cauldrons
While Warlocks choose
the things that go within
And the Wizards hide
among the moonlit shadows
Near the ballroom
at the Festival of Sin.
 
All the Mystics
have see the lucid visions
Of the wars
that no-one seems to win
In the waters
of milk and bitter honey
On the table
at the Festival of Sin.
 
Stir the pots
and keep the broths a boiling
Then add those parts
from a Jackal’s next of kin
We are here
to answer all your questions
In the ballroom
at the Festival of Sin.
 
Step right up
and spin the spinning wheel
Your golden prize
is a whistle made of tin
Blow it hard
or it can not be heard
Along the hallways
at the Festival of Sin.
 
Have a drink
they are always on the house
Take a snort
your welcome to join in
Call on Jane
or give yourself a fix
In the ballroom
at the Festival of Sin.
 
Sanity has found
a distant cousin
And his pills are taken
so everyone can win
It’s all legal
if you do not read the fine print
In the bylaws
at the Festival of Sin.
 
D. Thurmond

(2015)

A viewpoint on sin.

#AndConditionHumanLife #Sin #The

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