A vicious circle or ...

2 Peter 2:18 

Deceptions of False Teachers

18 For when they speak great swelling words of emptiness, they allure through the lusts of the flesh, through lewdness, the ones who have actually escaped from those who live in error.

 

Gathered in a palace where most rooms are empty

Togetherness where the lonely rules in the presence of great guilt

A place without solace but still nice and friendly

Where emptiness seems fooled interwoven in a quilt

 

Life seems lost in purpose covered by cares of the world

Maintaining and giving all to the things that won’t last

So very close to rupturing when all the exposed will hurl

Our inner-being to the crowd beguiled from our past

 

It’s not a vicious circle ... just a fake merry-go-round

Trying to soothe feelings of great inadequacies

Confronting every hurdle as we are Heaven bound

with our own wheeling-dealing in search of supremacy

 

Jan Wienen

 

This poem is about: 
Me
My community

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