Don’t run with scissors,
they’ll cut you down,
shape you into someone else
till your truth is cut out.
for one, for all,
it’s what grows the self,
it’s what a flourishing society
Souls trading reason for ignorance
seek a dark age steeped in hell’s fire.
Let’s build a millennial renaissance,
freedom in the new age we desire.
Don’t run with scissors
that cut tomorrow into hate,
instead, fashion an enlightened future
before ours is a feudal fate.
©July 2016, Christina Anne Hawthorne