Terrorvangelism

You told me things I couldn’t hear,
Couldn’t condemn, couldn’t agree,
Preying on the secret fears
All mankind exhibits openly

And it took years to shake you off,
But it was worth each tick of time,
I deflect you with the mocking scoff-
A weak rebuttal to your crime.

If I am forced to listen unhardened,
To hear you speak into my ear,
Like poison in the sleeping garden
When jealous greed sneaked ever near

Forgive me if I make it plain
You aren’t the first Judas I have known,
Nor Judaiser, but your gain
Is toxic with the seeds you’ve sown,

And after seizing all you’re viewing,
The possession will be your undoing.