In times of discontent
Some pious tears a closing eye requires
The soft quiet of near repent
Escapes the mind of worldly desires
As threats of pain & ruin bring compromise

Thrown together in thorny wind
Thoughts run south into orange hellfire
Where carnivorous lairs spawn subtle sin
Masked in righteous, godly, attire
Until the self can no longer recognize

So slyly can a mind be swayed
Treading broken trails of life's decisions
Those slippery slopes of daily choices made
Manifesting as good & evil subdivisions
Where confusion urges the mind to self-despise

A difficult twist this thing called life
The supreme energy moving every direction
Some creator has taught us to look inside
For this is the shelter of supreme connection
The kinetic kiln where all love is mobilized