Over the Shoulder

Over the shoulder         2/18/2016

Carefully packaged

Over time

The delusions of generations

Cobbled together

With lies. 

A clever way

To put us to sleep

Nothing but a fairy tale

Hidden in a lullaby.

From the top of a mountain

The world is a beautiful place

A majestic vista

Inaccessible and remote.

But, I fell from the summit

Into the darkness below

A very long way to fall

Painful and slow.

Pushed from behind

With a knife in my back 

At first nothing but a twinge 

Straight through the heart. 

An inconvenient man 

Who stood in the way 

As I tried to hold together 

What God had given. 

Others have also lived

And others have also suffered

Their memory swept away

In great migrations

And upheaval. 

Caught up in events

And carried out with the tide

Forgotten but to God

The deleterious of the day.

The further we drift

The more deceived we become

Until even the truth

Becomes shocking

And criminal.

Stripped of our identity

And assaulted at will

Reduced, diminished,

Threatened and blamed.

But the bloody truth remains

And looms over the horizon

Hidden from the sun

For just a minute more.

Money and power

Hang on the balance

And heaven knows

How many are threatened

And owned.    

Now they pile on

And double down their bets

Murderous, shallow

Hateful, and proud. 

They will not win

And already have lost

Existing only to murder

And steal. 

Watch, lest you be taken

And guard your heart

Lest you be deceived

Always faithful

And always ready.