Frogs and lists

Floating in the mists inside your mind

You have no connection to your kind.

Fear cut through the cord that make us safe

We float away we see no sharpened knife

Keeping the eyes blurred is our defence

One that needs no excess maintence

Yet if the lion approaches you and snarls

No fog will save you from his savage arms

Myopia is no aid in jungle war

we wont see the tiger with its claws

Cowards denied Christ he did not fail

Nor did Jonah sleeping in his whale

Floating in your non-existent world

Is safety safe ? Will fog destroy the hail?

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