Wingless beings...
Spiritual shrinkers?
Unwitting quitters?
Unrefined thinkers?
Vain boasters
Boasting of 'truth' they lack
Despisers of His Truth...
In a prison ship
Deeming 'godless' to be hip.
Unsophisticated minds
What can you gather
But hopeless, nihilistic finds?
Naive optimists
What can you meet
Without His Right Arm
But pointless... superfluous harm?
Hearts bleak
Lukewarm, frozen
To Love vast and deep...
Battling divine reference
With unsightly glove...
Still, hovering over you
All-knowing, blazing Dove...
When secular impulse fails
His Truth burns with might
Lightening all murky trails
Dismal shadows and night.
Winds capricious, craze changeful
Cannot seize enduring power...
The fickle and shifting
At the end, can only devour...
His saving Truth
Changeless, enriching
And consoling Force...
Still, over you... radiating Dove
Thirsting for overdue remorse...
Moral Teacher of society
Starving for morsel of bread...
Thirsty for hardy sobriety...
Hungry to feed... made one fed...
Still, hovering over you...
The days just add...
Without His Truth redeeming
Goodness liberating
Love illuminating...
What's left?
But a victim of theft...
Dorothy Kardas, Psy.D. Th.D.
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/defiant-malcontents/
