Who's who in the zoo
Times they are a changin'
"Was ist das?"
Don't throw the bathwater out with the baby.
It's all a little crazy.
Welcome to the puppet show:
Are beasts out to devour?
Are the times a changin'?
Who brought us to this hour?
Have they always had their lot?
Welcome to the puppet show; mercy, they ain't got..
Sure, it gets lip service, always a righteous cause..
As we pause, and proselytise; screaming of injustice..
The conductors of the chaos, live a life of comfort!
Who suffers in regimes change; the body count; Don't lie.
Turn off the money tap: caught in a trap; said the spider to the fly..
Who suffers in regime change?
I bet it's not the few.
I don't need to spell it out; what is, knows what to do...
Has evil always had its way?
He knows his time is short.
But a game played in eternity, is a different kind of sport-
Only one has the answer; who am I to question, or complain.
All I have is first love, His connection with the pain: for what can we do for our sisters and brothers, persecuted in foreign lands?
Bruised for our iniquities
Rising with the slain
Love covers a multitude;
To all evil; only shame.
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Author:
Valiantstar (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: January 29th, 2026 10:03
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Comments1
This collage of sayings some altered for effect cast a mood of suspect and suspicion leading one to be warry. A lovely write
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