Fair

Matthew 12 

The Unpardonable Sin

31 “Therefore I say to you, every sin and blasphemy will be forgiven men, but the blasphemy against the Spirit will not be forgiven men. 32 Anyone who speaks a word against the Son of Man, it will be forgiven him; but whoever speaks against the Holy Spirit, it will not be forgiven him, either in this age or in the age to come.

 

"Blasphemy!", they cried. “He ain’t the Son of God”

Agony they saw in the deed they’d done

The relief they now found in just blaming others

Nothing changed much since then as conscience is forgone

 

Reasoning deep into the night with no time left for sleeping

Daylight spend in a daze with satisfaction worn very thin

Blaming everyone as the shallowness seems perceiving

the dominant haze that undergirds the mind’s depth within

 

Appearance now is king ... the outer most important

if it glitters on the outside all must be surely fine

“Rotten to the core”, is now very well hidden

until it surfaces one day in the contemplation well defined

 

Even trees in the fall depict human reason

Sticks in the air in incomprehensive forms

Skeletons of what is left in the winter season

Nothing then seems fair as it becomes the norm

 

Jan Wienen

 

This poem is about: 
Our world

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