REVOLUTION
The silent revolution, the one that is seen but not seen, like the death and killing of unarmed citizens.
The silent revolution, the one that lets lies stand and untruth harm, continues on from dusk to dawn.
The silent revolution for the power to dominate and force others to their will, making us all feel ill.
The silent revolution of the world can be heard, but we try to pretend it is not there, so we can live without fear.
The silent revolution of the battle of good and evil, moves around like a storm, waiting to kill.
The silent revolution of two enemies, are like a battle that continues on, it is seen and unseen, it reminds us of the battle of heaven and hell.
The silent revolution has always been, as we walk through life and make our choices clear to all of them.
The silent revolution is like the one that God told us all of, the one that is all around, like a sweet smell that makes us want to move toward, like a mouse to a trap, some of us can only see the snack.
The silent revolution, has its victims, we pray and remember each one that has died.
The silent revolution is like an enterprise, it tries to take over everyone, making us all feel we have no choice.
The silent revolution, has force, as it grows it gets more powerful, like a storm takes down a forest, the force can be seen as it grows.
The silent revolution reminds me of why some like to live in small groups, and have little to no contact with anyone that they feel is a threat.
The silent revolution will continue on forever, like God told us this is not our forever home, we are not in heaven only passing through.
Lifting prayers to God, today and always.
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