TUESDAY: THE TRAP

You come to me with questions
but you aren't looking for truth

You come to me with your smug smirks...
your "I know better attitude"

You come to me hoping that you'll say the right thing and I'll say the wrong thing... a trap... like a rat... heading into a hopeless labratory

But I know you and I know your rhetoric
I play these games better than you
because I don't play by the same set of rules

What you'd really like is for me to go away
and for all my followers to be silent
so you can hang on to the false control Rome has given you...

I will not pledge allegiance to the United States of the Roman Empire
While my brothers and sisters are dying... are hungry... are cold
While you sit and watch and keep your mouths closed

I pledge allegiance to God the Father Almighty maker of heaven and earth...
Who has called me to stand alongside the voiceless
And invite them to a Kingdom Feast


But you want to play games of logic and rhetoric
And even if I don't play... I've already been marked...
There's a cross with my name waiting to be processed

So go ahead, ask me another question...
But don't expect to like the answer.