Spiritual Warfare
I isolate myself alot to have time to think
We all act so carelessly
Never letting the severity of possible consequences in our minds sink
I think of everyone around me and those I cant see
At the rate we are all going
In the end , will our souls be able to roam free?
Or will we all be detained in fiery chains
Lets look unto hope
But in our society eyes , life is a series of games
I think about the kind of culture we have all accepted
Wrong is right and right is dull
This is all planned , yet the hidden agenda goes undetected
Many will read , few will understand
We need to change , it wont be to late
If we would all accept Our Father's helping hand
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