Wednesday
They Know Not What They Have Done
vote for a clown.
A figure head,
lying in a bed.
A man leader,
for those who have no reader.
Wouldn’t listen to the few wise men,
engulfed in one’s own sin.
Make me feel good,
look good,
I wish you would…
give me this, give me that—
get involved in a spat!
Your view, my few—
religion and politics don’t mix.
Can’t sit down with brothers,
who support those under covers.
Drank from the well that they bring,
listened to the songs that they sing.
Men compromise truth for lies.
Truth tellers they despise.
Angry because you don’t know,
what goes on behind the show.
Pretenders follow Jesus when it benefits them.
Cult members go beyond, go out on a limb.
Many sheep too lazy to think,
won’t even wash clothes that stink.
Sit in front of screens,
Looking for excuses to be mean.
Not really interested in one’s feedback,
got a task list to do, a stack.
Just curious to know,
are there those who saw pass the show,
and what more is there to know?
Nicholl McGuire author of Know Your Enemy: The Christian's Critic and other books.
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