The Poison of Belief

There's a poison spreading, quiet as a breeze. Pushed by those

who pound their fists and shout their sleaze. Closing every door. Trumpeting the facts

won't change our mind any- many more. You can tell your truth.

Shout it to the sky. Call on Scripture, claim what's true, but they'll stand

by theirs 'til the day they die. No room for me and you.

Ignoring every honest soul. Leaving kindness on the floor. They're growing their

ranks, building their power. Pushing out the common sense we thought was an

unshakeable tower. They see the headlines, watch the proof, call the fat