Colin F. Jones

PROTESTORS

A mountebank squatter lights fires in his brain,
On which cooks his gourmets to feed the insane,
The perplexities of the Devil steaming on his plate,
While the foolish at the kitchen door stand there and wait.
Great patience is a fear residing in the fool
And a long time resident as a Dictator’s tool,
For all those who believe they can prevent coming war,
But leave wide open the sacrificial door.
Oh when facts are obscured by imaginary will,
When desire for unreality overlooks the need to kill,
Then the monster seeks the fodder they’ve prepared for him,
Never knowing of their folly for their goodness was a sin.
So, be understanding people, for such fools mean no harm,
Who seek to hold their babies tightly in their arm.