“When what is vile is honoured by the human race”. Sounds like reality television. A poem about words. A strikingly modern picture of being surrounded by lying, self-seeking words, this before the world was bathed in advertising. Turns out that popular culture has gone to the dogs from time immemorial. Compare the flawless words of God, like purest precious metal.
When I haven’t been to church for a while and I go back, I feel that. The words are like balm, I feel my thirsty soul having a cool drink. It was like that last Sunday.
But the lies are so seductive!