vanity of contrived conviction - armchair warriors conveniently indisposed.
and there you sit. secure in your comfortable. doors locked. security cameras engaged. watching the chaos of a world gone mad - conveniently removed. i read the words you post on boards of want to be heard. courageous. suspiciously demonstrative. monologues to "enlighten" the masses. your truth the only truth. your right, the only right. fascinated - i scroll the pages of your was. embark upon a journey into the labyrinth of your past. surely - given the zeal of your current foray into solidarity - there will be evidence of accommodation - desegregated collaborations of intent - camaraderie by conviction. why is it my search in vain? how can there be such animosity for disobedience to comply? is it possible the pledge of allegiance you etch - merely graffiti on walls of presume? transparent now - proclamations of protest. sad postulations of authority over courtrooms of contradiction.
1 This know also, that in the last days perilous times shall come. 2For men shall be lovers of their own selves, covetous, boasters, proud, blasphemers, disobedient to parents, unthankful, unholy, 3Without natural affection, trucebreakers, false accusers, incontinent, fierce, despisers of those that are good, 4Traitors, heady, highminded, lovers of pleasures more than lovers of God; 5Having a form of godliness, but denying the power thereof: from such turn away. 6For of this sort are they which creep into houses, and lead captive silly women laden with sins, led away with divers lusts, 7Ever learning, and never able to come to the knowledge of the truth.
2 Timothy 3:1-7 KingJames Version
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when life becomes less defined...
and just about now,
in this moment, instead of holding hands, we throw sparks - rekindle flames - ignite with fear the fires of discontent.
what will it accomplish? this war of indifference?
if in the end - when the smoke finally clears - we find all we've conquered - is good; all that remains - draped in darkness - sad shroud of victory worn by kings without crowns - left only to reign over the grave of morality.
and so it goes...
and just about now,
we boast and brag of conquests made in the name of jurisprudence -
encroach upon the boundaries of right and wrong -
yet fail to comprehend the majesty of benevolence.
and just about - now -
while making plans to ostracize God from our concept of creation -
we fail to realize the structure of our once great society is falling down -
thin walls of faith,
collapsing in upon themselves,
weakened - by the senseless acts - inhumanity of man -
and just about now -
the reality of our demise is heard -
not in the roar of mighty storms -
but subtle as the exit of day -
more personal than a whisper of consolation,
from the very lips of death...
(and now i lay me down to sleep ,
i pray the Lord,
my soul...)
