Nothing Changes
I have been clearly
misunderstood with certainty and
disgrace as I approach a
congregation of souls whom hide
behind their somewhat secure
livelihoods and what they believe
to be "posh" attire. I dare not say
what my redeemed soul tells my
heart at these contrite moments
of exchanged and overrated
greetings.
In a hurried "click" of many heels
we arrive into a larger room filled
with unrelenting judgement and
broken hearts. Scattered among
the faces sits a presentation of
many facades. Tunes play and
voices carry on. At the end of the
stretched hour we leave as we
came. Repeatedly done. Nothing
and nobody changes. The lies of
harsh judgement and a burning
hell are reinvented in the
minds.Fear is poured to the rim of
empty hearts. Damnation awaits
the liars.
Copyright © Amber C | Year Posted 2013
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