We Had The Chance Poem by Mason Maestro

We had the chance
To change our stance
Give life a new lease
With Christ our Prince of Peace
But we played our rhythms
As Google's algorithms
Automatic, in a noose
Played it loose as Dr. Seuss
Man stands tall on the hill
As he brandishes freewill

Repulsion bête noire
A bogeyman with your child
A savage from the steppes
Attila with a Kalashnikov
Genghis with warheads
The antichrist in the temple
A leftist with a mic
Characteristic dyke
Laeotropic leanings
With balefully toxic dealings