appearing with a holy mien dressed in pious apparel
walking with a holy swagger they file out in ecclesiastical precision
now they multiply like grasshoppers advancing like a horde of locust they ravage our land
bottomless pits covered in marble
plasters on cancer, seekers of fortune
priest of silver prophets of the belly
diviners of lies princes of the catwalks
eyes full of lust merchants of forbidden substance
you have re-written the holy writ
voices of Jacob and hands of Esau sons of Balaam
your omens of sorcery now tokens of righteousness
witchcraft clothed in ephod snares of the fowler
go! fortify your defenses
go! find water for the siege
strengthen your brickwork
seek caves for hiding
your glory shall be undone
your mask shall be torn
the veil removed your nakedness uncovered
in full glare of the midday sun
restore your work in the midst of our years
