Being sacrificed for lesser created things,
Like a nation trading God,for images they've crafted in the form of created beings
A song sang by angels with tears of fire that fell upon Sodom and Gomorah
And tears of flood that covered the whole earth in the times of Noah!
Divine jealousy expressed,by a God whose honour has been offered to dumb, deaf,mute and immobile idols!
This is a song buried in books and planted in hearts
A song that gives life,as we cease to worship the Creator's Art
Cast your eyes and ears to the south
And behold people worship their own desires
And hear every word coming out from their mouth
Deserving of the unquenchable fires!
Look to the north,
Where new ways of sinning and sin are invented
And the divine Truth perverted
A people turning wine into dirty water!
Turn to the East,
A people of the sun, yet living in the shadows of their darkened minds
Eclipsing the light so bright,exchanging the truth with lies of all kinds!
Unto the west,
Where the sun goes,to obtain divine rest
A part of the world that calls darkness, light!
A people of the Word but live in the darkest of night
The whole world is working hard to earn divine punishment
Working extra shifts,sinning even in their sleep
24/7 -365 days of doing bad without an occasional good
But we're not dead yet,
We can still overwrite our past with our present and future
Turning dirty water into wine again
©karel
K