Famished are the souls
Longing to be nourished.
Biological puppets scurrying.
Controlled by invisible strings.
Vision escapes the minds
Entrenched by the embrace of misdirection.
Negativity holds strong.
Disregarding blessings.
Seeking to belong.
Pawns on life’s chessboard.
Ignorant to His grace.
Be witness of blind decay.
Worry, no.
Believe in His refuge.
The Divine intervenes despite unseen.
Glory transcends even in the tiniest of things.
For every wrong
There’s plenty of right.
But as a drop of oil spoils the pool,
One cancerous action weakens the fight.
Be Careful.
Written by: Dederick Scott