Lies and Illusions

Lost Brethren…

My mind is like a small boat lost at the vast sea, struggling to find the truth

It sways left, it sways right, yet still unable to locate the roots

I cannot manage one more propaganda and lies to my cerebrum

I ask Elohim one question, when will thine kingdom come?

But the silent replies from my prayers are vast and dark

Dismissal above the firmament cuts my soul deep like the ravaging teeth of a shark

I look around at my lost brothers and sisters and the tears flow like the flood gates of heaven

To see how distracted and devious we have all become, a lost nation, a lost brethren

Then I ask myself, if I was God, would I want to help these people who care nothing of self?

Locked away in their own fictional world, each thinking they are better than everything else?

What good have any of these people done today?

Have they tried to find the truth, or did fashion and social media take up their time, their way?

As the crowd brushes past my shoulder, everyone rushing, busier than the morning star

Rushing to meet deadlines, rushing to be on time, no one interested in knowing who they really are.

 

But as the wheels of politics churn, so does the wheels of Ezekiel

While the wheels of the leaders spits corruption and lies, the chariot master sounds are true and real

But why would these people want truth when the lies are easier to digest?

Space, race, moon, NASA, wars, financial depression are all created to bring fear and stress

I see their faces in the media and their tongues white and full of deceit

Leaders sanctioning wars, while babies die from bullets in the streets

They create magnitudes of disorder

Simply to pass their bills for the new world order

Poverty stricken nations with billions of dollars of artillery

As the world ever wondered who funds these wars? Even the blind can see it’s the wealthy

But here we are, supporting wars and building walls

Soaking up the words from the twisted mouth, feeling that pseudo rise for the explosive fall