Rejoice - Poem by Ripper Jones
In the spectrum of coloured air
signs point out the way in ersatz care
that forever wilt upon life's desert
for want of moisture and sunlight's presence.
And the bellman's joy at dulci jubilo
requires belief in the ultimate foe
ignorance won't stop the liar.
who sees their self turn into fire.
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