Warman Church

Posted by Ralph E. Cook on Sep 15, 2017 in Day Gun


Ants with warheads dream evermore deeply. 
Mind infection force fed to the sleepy. 
Cycles of time wipe clean eras’ great lies. 
An 80 year earth breath goes sy, cough cough, sy.
So what is the crop on this farm? 
Who is the farmer if we are the farmed? 
I’ll tell you this much, but you won’t believe me. 
This place: a school for souls to hone feelings. 
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