The Sleepover

where I have gone no one will know where I have been I have told you so where I am going has been prophesied over me I have been accused of blasphemy I have been charged with vast dreaming Behind These Walls can you hear me screaming this whole world has been deceived there is nothing that we won't believe so deeply deceived what if the name of our God was Eve I do not fear the guillotine I worship the head not the Waggin tails folklore and fable have led us astray  so far off the beaten path that we have been led away Mary was being a good host as for Martha she was doing the most just could not be still and know she was in the presence of the real pages up on page still can't turn them all these tales are tall like towers that will fall at the final hour then we all will know who truly has the power on earth