A dulling grey concrete that’s laid concretely paved to dull and shape That coloured state-of-speech; where, say, that speech is made on pulpits, frames Of minds do change, so times don’t change, whereby, that state is scribed and states The blah-ugh, the blah and the blah blah, that, as the one that is told; The Trinity. Where, in the seats, the audience, in awe of it, The Trinity, and with that speech, be lording it over the people That use the building like a school. There, sitting in the...