Final Mirrors

Deep senses a deep despair
Hearing the pending wails
Be it from constructed enemies
Or be it from inside jobs
It’s here it’s here
And those of us who see
Are just victims of conspiracy
And the indifferent don’t want to believe
Turn their heads like it won’t happen to me
And the thieves in the temple
Playing along with feel good schemes
Smiling faces
Laying down for material dreams
Pep rallies say we are all ok
While the devil deals in the back rooms of self
Blinding the blind to the impending hells
Make us like the rulers
Answer to no one
And be it the new red
The new nazi
Or ISIS or the new kamikaze
Deep senses despair
And the indifferent
Goes on smiling
Like it won’t affect them
So they didn’t care
Mirrors mirrors on our walls
See the parallel and
See how the deeds call
The truth and deceit makers
See the creation
And see the fakers
The confusions and confusions author
Gets his turn at the wheel
The stealer of all the created
Gets his final steal
But the deep senses
All the loss
Sees the price
And the indifferent or the angry
Don’t care the cost
But as for me
I saw the thing
And somehow in my deep despair
Stared death down and still believed
Still alive
and still free
No matter what the mirror did to me

He will oppose and will exalt himself over everything that is called God or is worshiped, so that he sets himself up in God’s temple, proclaiming himself to be God. 2 Thessalonians 2:4

2 Timothy 1:7 For God hath not given us the spirit of fear; but of power, and of love, and of a sound mind.


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