The Price of Praise

You bring the sky down on us
Rust corrupts your white knives
From these lives you take
Burn the children at the stake
With your hypocrisy and hate

Faith won’t save the world
Cancer won’t heed your words
Death won’t obey a shepherd
Don’t be absurd

You sit and wait
But you’re too late
Can’t bring hate
Past these gates
Stand on a cross
Rot in moss
Idly pray
It’s not your loss
What you say. It won’t pay
Calamities. Sit all day
Not just slow. Don’t you know?
No love for you in limbo
Blind fools see so clear
Idiots living in fear