Dissent with Modification

I’m fit to rage against the Beast–its marks the vax and mask–
To love my neighbor as myself by taking him to task.
He claims we Christians must submit to Biden’s every yawn,
Obeying every dictate from this Beast of Babylon–
To render unto Caesar everything that he requires–
Our children’s health, diminished wealth, the silencing of choirs.
We should not talk or take communion, should not shake a hand,
And must get vaccinated at the sound of his command.
We must submit like Paul declared so we don’t compromise
Our gospel witness as we bow to governmental lies.

But I don’t see the point in joining Babel’s cult of death–
Injecting pharmaceuticals with every bated breath–
To save me from a planned “pandemic” that was made to be
The crisis that would force on us an EUA “vaccine,”
Despite the sudden deaths it causes as the rest it maims,
Making me the fittest to survive in Darwin’s games.

If that makes me a Darwinist, dissent will modify
To be the factor making fit when I do not comply,
To be the factor causing fits when I do not comply.