Not every woman is believed,

Not every man’s a lout.

But bend the narrative and lie

And then you’ll have some clout.

Science is not prophecy

Wisdom’s not for sale,

And you can smell the bias

In every journo’s tale.

A watershed has happened

A seismic shift’s at hand.

Wake up and pray the coffee

Or weep throughout the land.

Groupthink’s not forgiveness

Only God gives right.

So while you breathe you’d best wise up

And come into His light, for:

The Spirit and the Bride say come.