Mr. Talisman
Colossians 3:5
5 Therefore put to death your members which are on the earth: fornication,
uncleanness, passion, evil desire, and covetousness, which is idolatry.
Let me dream oh Talisman! You are completely faceless
Many look at you in confused adoration
You started long ago when most folk were clueless
And all you’ve done up to now is demand attention
You framed an illusion of power and of greed
You taught that happiness easily can be bought
Now your intrusion has many on their feet
Waving hands and dancing in their thoughts
You had your subtle ways for years with no end
You ruled and directed organized confusion
In counting your days and knowing your very end
There’s no one to protect you from judgment’s conclusion
Jan Wienen
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