Inspiration lacking

2 Peter 2:12 

Depravity of False Teachers

¹² But these, like natural brute beasts made to be caught and destroyed,

speak evil of the things they do not understand,

and will utterly perish in their own corruption …

Inspiration running dry on the wetlands of existence

Fallen nature sprouting new life in the valley of death

Human drive and selfishness always through persistence

Seem to postpone somehow everywhere the final breath

Gasping for air at times robbing this from others

Instinct the drive of many well hidden in despair

Cloaked like in happiness as only very few bother

To get to the bottom of this, that only seems fair

If you don’t care and carelessly keep going on

The destiny of both of us is written in the mire

The discards of mankind floating to and from

A world of deprived nothingness waiting for the fire

Expected through the ages somehow the final judging

Written in the stars someway the finality of it all

Self chosen emptiness underwritten as a predictive

As at the expense of others we survive the puniness of it all

Going forward in reverse as down hill we slide

A never ending circle it seems interwoven with others

No one falls by himself and no one has a free ride

As here or at the end of things we’ll stand before the Father