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The Tower

Copyright 2016, DC Bianchino, All Rights Reserved.

The tower of Babylon
Rises again
Its name written
Its face within.

An edifice of power
Holding its ties
A Never-land
Blinding the eyes.

Blood letting
In profit and loss
Sheep sheered
Bow to the Boss.

Beware of those
That hold the Key
Keepers of
The Golden Bee
That lead the sheep
The Lambs can’t see
The fields they had
They once roamed free.

A laundry list
That suffer the masses
That pay for the Gold
For those in their classes.

It’s hoopla
Part of a show
For towers come
And towers go
A sepulcher
That time does know
That’s with us now
As tears: that flow.

Beware!

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