This poem can be heard here.
Bolt The Door
On once dark ages
Which in sinister drafts do pry
Blowing down the steps of ‘justice’
Thoughtless, loveless–from ‘on high‘
Through the missing words of sages
Robed, they poise to rend our light
Having loosed the hinge on rages
Their inked claws our laws rewrite…
CΔ
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