Name Claim

Scarlet letters, marks on Cain,
Everyone will receive a name.
Social distance but still aware,
All you have is fifteen pieces of flair.
Petrified lessons of not knowing the Man,
Three times denied, three times the demand.
So, refute the flood, fight parting seas,
Run from the past, be impartial Swiss cheese.
Claim the benefit but deny the shame,
You’re Jackalope fast, guiltless blame.
But out of time and near the end,
Wheat from tares is about to begin.
Logic and reason will stand so tall,
Against these myths, firing squad walls.
Forced to choose, forced to say,
The bible is the truth in the light of day;
Or take your mark to use your pay.
As for me I choose a new name,
Written by Him, in His city I’ll remain.