Saturday, March 3, 2012

The Land of Square Men

Welcome, dear children
To the land of square men
Of boxes so graven
With letters even

Just come to the table
And give us your name
We'll give you a label
You'll all be the same

First on your schedule
We have education
Eight hours you must school
Textbooks our foundation

For lunch frozen dinner
Or instant fake soup
Please just add water
And eat in ten scoops

Your parents we'll enslave
From eight until five
They'll work in a square cave
For paper they'll strive

Perhaps you're a failure
Just making a mess
Don't worry, here's the cure
Ten steps to success

For the more ambitious kind
We have just the fit
To satisfy the curious mind
Try our DIY kits

For those special occasions
Pick a pre-written card
Only standard traditions
Gift-wrapped with regard

One day a utopia
We soon will attain
Your minds in our boxes
Now circuits for brains

We have but one law
One thing that we ask
Don't resist blah
Don't take off that mask

Cardboard for sky
And four walls all around
You must believe the lie
You must always be bound
You must never defy
You must not make a sound
On us you'll rely
Freedom never be found

For all you desire
We've packaged it here
Imagination's fire
Even love so sincere

But break from this casket
You'll never climb high
Like Yeshua of Nazareth
You'll be sure to die
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Friends, is this such
A bad plight to be in?
Yeshua gained much
By His resurrection

Watch your box crumble
Though we be dead to you
Through Him we are able
To find what is True

His burden is light
His yoke is easy
He has fought the good fight
He has made each of us free

Let the world watch and see
Let them hear His decree
As we sing of His mercy
And declare Jubilee

2 comments:

  1. That was good. You wrote it?

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  2. Thanks. I did write it. Actually, I wrote it a few years ago when a friend challenged me to try my hand at poetry.

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