The Holy Whore of Babylon cries. <br />Her plea, invection cast as lies. <br />Prejudice awaits her toil, <br />Propaganda spates her foil, <br />Sin’ly, thinly await to rise. <br /> <br />To shed the shackles of her ties, <br />They think that she is in demise. <br />Blood begins to creep and boil. <br />The Envoy unchallenged. <br /> <br />The Holy Whore of Babylon flies, <br />Her motives strong, rejected; wise <br />Prejudice foretells her; loyal <br />Propaganda outstrips her; Royal <br />As others dictate; she simply sighs. <br />The Envoy unchallenged.<br /><br />Alice Anne Gordon<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-holy-whore-of-babylon/
