Compromise ... satire
Galatians 5:7-8
Love Fulfills the Law
7 You ran well. Who hindered you from obeying the truth?
8 This persuasion does not come from Him who calls you.
In my point of view all walls are white around me
Self-chosen exile in the land of hypocrisy
Printed by myself with the help of the ones like me
Who in the environment of guile built a form of autocracy
Build to my own liking labeled:”Servant of all”
All my wants and wishes placed slyly in disguise
Self-satisfaction ruling naming it:”Being called”
Leaving all the dirty dishes to be cleaned by compromise
Every accusation I call:”Misunderstood”
Apologizing constantly leaving victims in my path
Glorious degradation! I offer all as food
Taking truth demeaningly as I prey and fast
Jan Wienen
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