For The Chosen One

The lies move from grey to black each day

Words of nonsense - truth not in a single one

Shadowed lines gathered in disarray

Lines spewed forth but never quite done

For the Chosen One

Waiting for the mist to dissipate

From the blackest words that lips grew

Silly endeavors filled with angry hate

A world of anguish and fear in every hue

For the Chosen One

Notice how the truth lightens the darkened space

How it sought every corner to fill it with pure light

Could one not miss the rapture of this changing place

Of course, a liberal would as he lives only in the night

For the Chosen One

Note the still darkness of the liberal night gone

Bound closely to the hateful soul forever

Each day becomes the liberal night at dawn

Falling into the trap set before man’s endeavor

For the Chosen One