Masquerade
Unalterable sins,
needing a blood covering.
Modernistic attitudes and views,
that diminish the cross' message
being directed toward sparse filled pews.
While amplifying ideas,
misdeeds, lay hidden behind a mask.
Surfacing stories of alienation,
a pretender brought to task.
Stripped now of facade,
exposed to all, is Satan's drool.
Masquerading in darkness,
all see, an unrepentant fool.
"And be sure, your sins will find you out"
Numbers 32:23
Copyright © Tom Wright | Year Posted 2008
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