Fiery Deception by: Jaay Dee Kayy
If I confuse his lies with faith,
and let my soul be his to claim,
That's gasoline in the water that leads to the fruitful tree
and then the branches will burst into flames;
Confusing light for the pale horse,
Plead for my life until my voice is hoarse,
Disorder from misconceptions leads to fiery deception
And misology is our first course;
Don't understand, do you?
Don't let him misconstrue you,
He thinks he measures up? Well, kids he's not the Ruler,
Don't let him lull those lies or sing those lullabies to you,
Believing in his word will only doom you, right next to him.
This poem is about:
Me
My family
My community
My country
Our world
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