The blind leading
Luke 6:39 New King James Version (NKJV)
39 And He spoke a parable to them: “Can the blind lead the blind? Will they not both fall into the ditch?
The blind leading
Dreams of yesterday seldom become reality
Hopes for the future rearrange "true" vision
Expectations drive the hunger as a fatality
As reason and understanding move into derision
Like the difference between hardwood and wicker
Longevity screams its predestined testimony
Comfort and assurance make “if” even thicker
Like a hungry family constant cries for alimony
Digging deep for nothing to grab and this with both hands
Making then a display of what is not really there
Advertise this everywhere making a mouse into an elephant
And convince about everyone that the “truth” is here
Emptiness disguised as an awarded fullness
Daydreams appointed as true possibilities
Expectations aroused as a hunger for trueness
Exaggerations undergirded in great quantities
A cult is born every day … if only by our own making
All religious qualify … if they are without Christ
Join the clan and shout as many are still waiting
To follow us in throngs … the blind leading the blind
Jan Wienen
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