Hopeless ... maybe
1 Peter 3:15 New English Translation (NET Bible)
15 But set Christ apart as Lord in your hearts and
always be ready to give an answer to anyone who asks about the hope you possess.
Hopeless … maybe?
Maybe what is left to cherish
should be moved far behind me.
For seeds sowed soon will flourish,
but the fruits are not mine to be.
There is no hope unless Christ is here
and that’s bringing some consolation.
As possibly I’m blinded like a deer
in the headlights of frustration.
What about the rest of the troop
whose teeth are always sharpened,
as they chew up the trusted in their loop
while their conscience is never bothered?
The men I seemingly trusted for so long
aren’t they the ones, who should keep me,
but now they’re selling me as overdone
because they just wanted to cheat me?
Are my expectations just above zero?
Where then are "my" heroes?
Jan Wienen
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