The lot of the cowards will fall to the gullible,
The hive-minded who class query insufferable.
Drowning their fear in a lake named Conspiracy,
And justify the act in a regurgitated soliloquy.
Ignorance perfected and the mockery’s ironic,
Intelligence defective and defense histrionic.
But nightmares will find those who never awake,
And so will their fear when it returns from the lake.
~Poet of Ephraim
Poet of Ephraim 