The colour of truth

Ferocious wolves

Disguised as doves

With caftans in white

Making truth a currency

That has no value

With greedy jaws

Justice is devoured

Truth is crucified

And misunderstanding becomes

A protective purpose

For golden crowns

They sell the grace

Bless the violence

And destroys the garden

Of ocher sunflowers

Like naïve children

Covering their faces

They hide from God

When His ocher light

Reveal their intent

When season ends

They all will fall

Like ocher leaves

That finally land

On the ocher brimstone

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Supplement: Matthew 7: 15–16