Building an ocean of alienation between ourselves,
Being the beacons of evil deeds.
Never meant to betray “Thee”
Villains to his holy story.
Hiding beyond our lustful ways,
Breeding unblessed babies in His rich name.
Giving each other names for our satisfaction
Will we ever be victorious? “I think not!”
Looking down, “He” may be saying “No!”
His creation deteriorating,
Picturing His only son’s blood spilling yet again.
Have we forsaken “Him” or has “He” us?
A blame game!
It has become.
Princesses to be, turning to smokers,
Potentially assured addicts.
Prostitution inevitable,
Their temples said to be profitable.
This was never meant to be!