Remiss Is the Fool

Sinister in their ways do they try and escape declaring their guile as an object ornate Trudging ever nearer toward revelation's delight blinded are they in passion's height Evoking freedom's curse a duo becomes one where will they run when one has become none Rife are the ways in which judgement falls on their short sight leaving with it grace's dimly fostered light Careening into oblivion they look on with no fear Evanescent is the hope of those unwilling to hear Sacrificial is the altar they've come before kneeling reviling, despising, conniving, and stealing Enamored with self pity the pain becomes clear "forever by your side" they feign and jeer Regard they give with a skip and a wink to courtesy, civility, and care's missing link Obdurately they succumb to no tyrannical rule seeing God as a crutch and an Old Heavenly Fool Marring their passion they confuse for a soul they feast from the compassionate heart as though it were a bowl Offal has spoken in character of their obsession the pieces lay scattered, rotting with digression Naivety is my home in which I pray for confession oh Holy God, find in them a will broken at Your Son's Concession Truly naive is my compassion in brokenness for those who look on with blind eyes, and listen with deaf ears. God save us from the torment we invite and the just rewards from the harvest of our lives.