Messages relayed
Folks who've stayed
Out of the melee
To not get waylaid
For preachers abound
Creating their sounds
Perched on mounds
And circling around
Pretenses of knowledge
But quite limited storage
Fused facts with fiction
Spoken with poor diction
So many attempts to wound
Using insults and nasty tunes
Building walls too high to vault
With twists, turns and assaults
Pretending to stand so tall
When it is they who will fall
For quite diminished expect
Befalls those who lack respect
- Tristram
Christopher W. Thomas
8:10am Thurs. March 19th, 1998