Beware the Lazarus Moon

I discovered one of their clandestine groups many years ago. They would of course deny the existence of this group, but then again, they are all liars anyway. They called themselves “The Sons of Liberty”. I became aware of them because I had been familiarizing myself with the working’s of the Unification Church for some time already and was very familiar with all of their ‘signature’ activities. I got to the point where I was even comparing the ink and style of printing on their flyers, to the ink and style on the copies of News World, which they sold in New York for a while. It turned out that I was right too. When I got to one of their meetings, it was all and more that I expected. I must admit it was quite incredible, and most mesmerizing. It went on for a long time and the speaker invoked the memory of the minutemen and Paul Revere as he spoke with an almost biblical force that commanded an atmosphere of reverence in that room illuminated only by the candles that each of the audience clung to . He spoke reverently of those brave men that worked in secret to bring about change in government. They were ‘Sons of Liberty’ . (The reader should not confuse here the reference that John Kerry made to the ‘Sons of Liberty at the Democratic convention.That, was an innocent reference to the actual ‘Sons of Liberty.’) I was with my friend Mr. Marco, (may he rest in peace). We were both really stunned. I got up to go to the bathroom, but more to really fish around, and when I came out I spoke to one of the girls sitting by a desk and asked her a few questions. She must have immediately realized that I was the guy that had been calling and asking them if they were with the Unification Church , because when I got back to my seat, and the speaker clapped his hands, all of a sudden, the room rose up to it’s feet and started marching around the room and chanting and singing and banging. I just stood there frozen with Marco when suddenly three men who had come into the room smiling and taking pictures walked right up to us and…FLASH…they snapped our photo. I was stunned as the leader walked right up to us and said in a quite forceful voice. …You had better either join in , or LEAVE….. I head straight for elevator, and as I did, I realized two things…first of all, Mr. Marco was not with me, and second , there were no windows. Now I had to go back and find Mr. Marco . He was glued to the spot paralyzed with fear but I finally managed to get him to come with me to the elevator. This was all many years ago. This all took place in the Seamans’s institute down by the battery in downtown Manhattan. . I informed the administration there and they said that they had not realized that they were Moonies. Well anyway , the way I understand it Mr. Marco and I are immortalized in a book of enemies of the Unification Church. I don’t know if it is true, but I don’t doubt it for a minute. This was many years ago . Herei s one of 2 Songs I wrote subsequently…around 1984 or 1985 I think it was.

The Lazarus Man

a song by Fred Pohlman 1984

Johnny says he's marching in the ranks

of an eleventh hour savior

Thinks he's sitting pretty in

the bosom of Abraham

but it seems to me from Johnny's odd behavior

that he's marching in the rank and file

of a Lazarus Man

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But Johnny is a man well read, he is a man of letters

though it must be hard,.. so hard for Johnny to feel

when Johnny only knows to read

that which is written

on the filthy yellow pages which are the spokes

of the Lazarus Wheel

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So pardon me if I balk this toast of allegiance

you see it's just your cup of tea that I can't stand

and I was taught to never render blind obedience

to the number of the rank and file

of a Lazarus Man

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And in the tolling of the final bell

shall it be agreed to

Let those well versed in scripture understand

that to render unto Caesar what is Caesar's

is not surrender to the rank and file of

the Lazarus Man