09/01/2024
The Shell Game Swindler
He runs the shell game for your soul,
Distracts you with the latest poll,
Just take some pills then rock and roll,
Mass confusion is the goal.
The swindler's hands weave figure eights,
And keeps you busy spinning plates,
But deep within your conscience grates,
Your doubts about eternal fates."
You cannot be so sure," they say,
"Time moves too fast anyway,
Besides we need our fun and play,
We won’t accept your judgment day."
And all the people watch their shows,
But where the prize is no one knows,
And life as rushing water flows,
The end will give the cup you chose.
Come now all you slow of heart,
One cup is unwavering from the start,
The cross and empty grave impart,
How the swindler to outsmart.
-Robert Engelhardt
