Whips Of The Masters

 With a crack, and a boom. They lit up the sky

It’s different than before, and soon you’ll know why.

Soon the time to be judged, and it’s useless to lie

It’s all on account, and now you’ll know why

With a “Book of Faces,” and a “Google Account”

Hope you told the truth, soon the rumors will mount

When we entered the “NET” we took our last fall.

We took the mark in our hands, yes the “Greenbacks” and all.

When we fell to our knees to worship the beast

The “Eagle” gazed down upon us, his glorious feast.

Now the clouds are still dripping, but the sheen has worn off.

The “ANGELS” have gathered(here)they’re down from their loft.

Are these words more than rhymes? For I’m sure their unheard.

For now all I have left, “MY SHIELD AND MY SWORD”

Written by Sparkstrevano 2018/ Onavert3 2021