Rip Cord

Rip Cord                             6/29/2016

It was always the same

Much more a choice

Than a feeling

The decision in the heart

To love and share.

But it is not

A one-time decision

For the choice is made

Every day

And every night. 

Earned before deserved

And treasured in the soul

The gift of devotion

Practiced and repeated

Until known by heart. 

Peeling back the layers

We begin to understand

The mystery of the past

Hidden from view. 

Evil seldom happens

In just one night

But instead creeps in

In weeks, months, or years. 

One thing leads to another

Harmless and mute

Until we find ourselves trapped

And fighting for our life. 

Our vision of the present

Is often the poorest of all

Especially when deceived

And deluded.

Fools ride their emotions

And go with the flow

Used like a farm implement

To harvest and sow. 

Manipulated by messages

And spoon fed fairy tales

Their innocence used against them

And slain like sheep. 

Taught to doubt themselves

And taught to self-flagellate

Spoiled in the head

And hating themselves. 

Easily bought

They wage war

Against the good

Rewarded for compliance

And punished for truth. 

To them,

There is nothing more dangerous

Than awakened souls

The ones who yearn

To break free

And learn. 

They are the ones

Found murdered in bed

Bludgeoned in rage

Before they could escape.    

Lashing out

Like a wounded animal

The desperation of tyrants

And sociopaths. 

Nothing but symbiotic parasites

The different flavors

Of the same brand

Conspiring together

To plunder and kill. 

Bleeding off

And bleeding together

Gorging themselves

On the blood of innocents.

The cord is pulled

And now we see  

The face of evil

Cornered, desperate, and angry. 

We can try

And we can act

But only God can save

Who it is that asks.