Poem 415








You pesky,
little sparrow..
Yes. You cracked
the code..
You have figured
me out!!
The dots are now
connected..
beyond shadow
of all reasonable
doubt.

The All-observing Eye..
That happens to be
both The Poet’s sigil
and The Devil’s mark.
The Pyramids of Egypt..
all of these allude
to forces..
Strange and dark.

Like, The Illuminati!
Which, translated
from Italian
(The Spirit told me so)
is “to shed light.”
The sort of shady business
that The Sun would be
complicit in, that’s right..

Or The Freemasons!
For, consider this..
What built the walls
and paved the roads
that lead us
to The Devil’s temple?
Bricks..

I’ll grant you this,
you had enough
discernment
to perceive your way
right through my
wooly little tricks..
Alas, it’s also true
that now you know
too much..
for me to let you live.

My trusty little
MOSSAD
double agent
is en route
to your location
as we speak..
so, don’t forget
to pray tonight..
and keep your
one eye
blinded open
as you sleep.

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