12 – Nazirite

A teacher of ways
Standing, stoic
A constant gaze
Watching the flame
Consume the bridge
Between them

A change in regime
After all
That’s been seen
Hammers a wedge
Between them

Their sins are their own
Their temples but clones
Of commerce
The conmen
All hail

These souls are controlled
Branded and owned
Like cattle
They wait
For the nail