Speak up, my man, and tell your tale <br />those things you say could be for sale. <br />It might sound bleak and somber <br />but shout it aloud and you'll be heard. <br />Sparkle it, fantacize it, be a wiseacre. <br />Drive your point and make it sure. <br />Demagogue you demigod <br />Set your throne above <br />Place it beyond the truth that is <br />And you'll be the one they'll love. <br />Speak as though your words are His, <br />then say just a little more. <br />Don't be afraid, have no whim, <br />your strength will surely soar. <br /> <br /> These are the words he said to himself <br /> as he glanced at the throne of God. <br /> Yes, Satan, that dragon, though wile he be <br /> the Almighty he wanted to trod. <br /> <br />Who do you listen to tickle your ears? <br />Who do you wish to obey? <br />The voice of what has been revealed true, <br />or the voice of the lies they say.<br /><br />S.W. Clark<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/listen-my-man/
