To Know the Truth
Does life to anyone really make sense?
Or is all mankind really this dense.
God’s offer of wisdom and truth to man,
Even if accepted we seldom understand.
We’re blinded by reason, and the perils of logic,
Surely, it’s not genes or biologic.
As I ponder and think of the things I don’t know,
It came to me; the culprit is ego.
Its goal is to always self-edify,
So, it secretly cloaks what we see with our eye.
An illusion it creates and a false belief,
We can’t see God’s truth without some relief.
To receive God’s truth, we must look through his eyes,
To ego, the deceiver; we must say our goodbyes.
Copyright © Bill Baker | Year Posted 2021
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