PEARLS BEFORE SWINE
(© 2015 Clint Nolan)

A garden breeze, betrayed by one adored.
Weeping, we turn as they come to slice the skin
I fight in vain against this cloven horde.
Is this real or illusion.

I drift with plastic people, floating on flotsam lies.
The sun says "turn to me and live," as I wither inside
The pigs they stalk toward me
with rancid breath from teeth that grind.
The more I give, the more you take.
I cast my pearls before swine.

With wool pulled hard over my eyes,
I walked through gutters, slums and alleyways
Blindly seeking their light.
A morsel here, a bit more there
"Come on, you've got so much to give. The pigs need to eat."

I drift with plastic people, floating on flotsam lies.
The sun says "turn to me and live," as I wither inside
The pigs they stalk toward me
with rancid breath from teeth that grind.
The more I give, the more you take.
I cast my pearls before swine.

I look behind the mask
This face looks a lot like me
Nevermind, time to go,
They're waiting for me

I drift with plastic people, floating on flotsam lies.
The sun says "turn to me and live," as I wither inside
The pigs they stalk toward me
with rancid breath from teeth that grind.
The more I give, the more you take.
I cast my pearls before swine.

This has gone on long enough.
I don't have another drop to give.
Find another host, you parasite.
You do you, and I'll do me,
Just like the way it should have been
From the beginning.

No more plastic people. No more flotsam lies.
The sun said "turn to me and live," and I feel alive
The pigs all but ignore me, they've got nothing more to grind.
I give and I take.
No more pearls before swine.