Ginny Alloway Baker
Spiritual Terrorists - Poem by Ginny Alloway Baker
There are more kinds of terrorists
than many people see
The spiritual ones that hide,
cloak themselves in mystery.
Searching out their victims
upon the astral plane
Thinking no one notices,
trying to drive some insane.
Viewing remotely to have a look see
trying to gain an advantage
and let them not be free.
What does the hidden agenda do
in the one who thinks it’s grand
but help them to excel, it’s true,
but not on level land.
Pretense and lying words they say
and use such flattery
most will fall for this display
that is really mockery.
Smug and impish is their mode
Cheap in human care
Something’s wrong with this abode
It’s not fair and square.
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