Disillusioned
1 John 5:18-19
Knowing the True—Rejecting the False
18 We know that whoever is born of God does not sin; but he who has been born of God keeps himself, and the wicked one does not touch him.
19 We know that we are of God, and the whole world lies under the sway of the wicked one.
Disillusioned
Cries of uncertainty wailing in the background
Superficial invasion of the known
Driving on the highway of peculiar indecision
Why does it lead and where does it go?
Who designed this road and built it without sound
as it now supports the many moans and groans
The fear and hopeless marching in precision
with their feeble lives temporarily on loan
Stopping by roadside ponds to take a drink
Filled before by the ones ahead with bitter tears
Lapping like a dog, slurping way too fast
underwriting that the end of time is very near
Dreaming of flight using their own wings
as they wonder where to go from here
Moving ahead or just return to the past
as the aftertaste of salt instills hidden fear
Is there no one to lead and brighten the path?
The old nature schemes and turns to survive
It does not count the cost for others lost
It throws up preplanned obstacles of strife
Its hardened heart it fills with sly-full wrath
As all the ones around now grow in despise
The storm keeps raging, all are tempest tossed
Will any come out of this mess productive or alive?
Jan Wienen
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