Muddling on to Babylon,
one slow step at a time,
dreams of gold
draughts of greed -
forget the gentle god
who told you to love your neighbor
but don't forget to wrap his shell around you
like a shining cloak
giving holy righteousness
to your breaking the back of those poor
different
dirty
in pursuit of what you hunger for -
forget the prophet's words
woe, woe, woe
how mighty Babylon will fall
and all the world will gape in awe
as you make all of us
grovel in the dust
of your own
corruption
