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Let’s stop pretending.
This isn’t evangelism.
This is idolatry in disguise.
You’ve baptized compromise and called it creativity.
You’ve clothed rebellion in relevance,
And made God’s altar a stage for your ego.
How much more of the world must you wear
Before you realize the Gospel is naked truth
Not a costume for cultural approval?
How many times must you flirt with sin
Before you admit—you love it?
You don't hate evil.
You hate being called out.
You don’t want repentance.
You want applause.
You want to keep your sin,
But add “Jesus” to the bio
So you feel better when you sleep around with pride.
You don’t want the Man Christ Jesus
Who flipped tables and called men whitewashed tombs.
You want a soft-spoken, PR-approved,
Instagram-verified, people-pleasing mascot.
But God will not be mocked.
You chase His hand for the gift,
But spit on His face when He asks for your life.
You want provision, but not presence.
You want miracles, but not submission.
You want platforms, but not purity.
Tell me
Is Jesus not enough of a brand?
You walk like the world,
Talk like the world,
Flirt with the world,
Then cry “persecution” when it doesn’t clap for your hollow, fog-filled concert.
You made Him an accessory.
You put Him on a T-shirt,
Slapped Him in your bio,
And buried Him under ambition.
He is not your mascot.
He is King.
And He will be treated as such.
Defined By Idioms
Naked truth, bent nails
dead men tell no tales
bad Apple, broken mirrors
burnt out light bulbs, crocodile tears
spilt milk, goose chase
two cents worth, rat race
rotten egg, bad to the bone
eagle eye, no place like home.
bat from hell,
pulled punch
big cheese,
no free lunch
can of worms, bleeding heart
knock on wood,
till death do us part
bite the bullet, checkered past
good as gold,
last laugh
burning bridges,
ball of wax
hold your horses start from scratch
wooden nickels ace up your sleeve
hair of the dog
all Greek to me
axe to grind
behind the eight ball
bigger they are
the harder they fall
jack of all trades cat's got your tongue
fair weathered friend
like father like son
small world
on thin ice
speak of the Devil roll of the dice
blood's thicker than water
lie like a rug
dime a dozen
when push comes to shove
dog eared pages
eye for an eye
bury the hatchet how time flies clean as a whistle C
chew the fat
crime doesn't pay. cover my ass
throw me under the bus gentle as a lamb
cold shoulder
hit the fan
buyer beware
woman's work never done
never say never
takes one to know one
come Hell or high water
pissing in the wind
pretty as a picture through thick and thin
beat a dead horse pass the buck
whole nine yards down on my luck
life’s a
don't rock boat
needless to say
go for broke
My life is the sum of trite cliches
Jaded expressions
so worthless so worn
I couldn't give it away
The naked truth of present youth is pathetic and non-poetic.
Some are searching for Nirvana in other’s ideals
others have given up.
In bottles and pipes, we find a few, if we actively seek them.
But who does? Few care.
Youth of today slithers through alleys,
like cobras searching for big rocks.
Rocks that will tell them what to think, and who to beg money from.
Poverty parades around in their plastered minds.
Not all, but some.
Some make a posse and hang upside down in a backyard forest.
Entrusting their flesh and madness to nicotine and marijuana.
Time spent pursuing things that keep them on the edge.
I turn my head, trying not to notice.
Pseudointellectuals are making fun of the status quo.
No surprise there; they do not fit, so they bite it with snake venom.
Ripping it apart. Not only in America, but worldwide.
Disappointing their established parents.
It eats me up inside.
Maybe you don't get it
maybe you're failing to accept
it,
But it's certain that it's hurting
and eating up my pride-
While guilt plays it part
While it all trembles before the
eyes soaked-
Reminiscent of your pain.
I can never win
Nor can I move forward
Paths are torn in two
And I want to believe you-
You say to me once more
When all I want is to hold and
prove I never loved
Like I now do
I never knew it was possible to
reveal a side to you
And that vulnerability
when your tongue tied words
Mimic the naked truth-
assuring not only your heart
but your mind falls harder
While you slip away in some
sort of fantasy
One you can't imagine leaving
One that's meant to remain
steady
Then the steadfast loyalty
suppresses any doubt
Even after doubt has been
proven time and time before
If only I loved you then as I do
now
I'd be a better person
Capable of genuine love.
You have spent a decade and a half in a foreign land looking for something that you couldn’t understand; you have worn the vest and the gown and use the weak to spread rumours in the street.
And when the day is done you walk around the town looking for someone to give you a dead crown, and the elephant in the room knows the in’s and out is laughing at you and kissing the dirty shoe.
Look around the bend and listen to your old friend the man in the suit is dating the woman that has a hundred pair of shoe, he got married five times and his pregnant wife is living a double life.
He has a town house and country house and a flat in a far away land for entertainment and sordid pleasure.
His children are unique and you will never find them in the street, they have studied at the highest level and they know the family business from top to bottom and how to please the disgruntled customers.
He is known as the man that marries five times with a label and a bottle of wine.
Do you want to know the naked truth? just observe the youth, look how they flex and listen to their speech when they are roaming the street.
Look at the strange walk and how they move after dark they are telling you something when they move in the strange rhythm.
And when they buy the box food just observe their mood, look how they eat and how they fling the bone in the street, you have got to know the truth and don’t be deceived
Look around and tell me what you see ,the sun is radiating a strange type of energy, the heat is burning the sole of her feet, and musical train on the line is speeding at a hundred and seventy miles per hour penetrating the dead man’s sorrow.
It is the naked truth that gave birth to time and the mystery that is carved inside is divine and will lead you to your heart’s desire. The naked truth is wrapped up in your youth search deep inside for it and you will find it.
When knowledge fades, the fables fill our halls:
So truth is mingled with a fancied bird
That candlelight outlines on homely walls.
What once was held as fact was slowly blurred,
And time and wit combined to mend its shred,
And stitch it clean to an embroidered past;
Each of our fathers took on him the thread,
To weave the raiment fair that it may last.
For naked truth is loathsome to the eye:
It needs the gaudy dye and glinting light,
Lest it be cast away as 'twere a lie.
Yet by such lies forgotten days grow bright,
For a clear sight of yesteryear is lost;
But glory ever came at shameful cost.
Wake Me Softly
~~~~~~~~~~~
waking in a dream
again and again
discarding the shell of what was
for a figment of what is
distant vista eagerly awaited
the naked truth, dearly dreaded
show me not what is real
show me what could be
when you are a dreamer
you just never know
imaginary dreamscapes
fantastic lucidity of delusion
prestigious fortune of grit
when blood, sweat, and tears
and mere passion
not only fall short but
they will never be enough
blind faith in the gamble
my hand is strong
but one shy of flush
a bell pierced the haze
in my wake all that I see
is the awkward silence in between
a furrowed brow and dirty fingernails
the mind it boggles
that when the ground floor hits
I've fallen asleep
5 more minutes
then wake me softly
Today we played, my friends and I,
In rain in the city streets.
We laughed aloud and teased our games,
Rendering our joy complete.
The day was full of exhilaration.
The sun joined bright and warm.
Tomorrow I’ll meet my friends again
To feel the water and the storm.
But tonight, I will spend with you
Sharing secrets of a hurtful past
Told as gilded tales
By an immoral sociopath.
I share to you with confidence
One of my poignant dreams.
A tale of stirring fantasy
Where images are not as they seem.
Moonlight plays in the city streets
Forming shadows as we run,
Confronting demons beneath the stars
While dawn in the distance reigns.
Passage waits beyond the gates
Its doors are silent still.
Before them lies with all its will
This sordid, chilling tale.
Cold snakes coiled on soiled paths
They spring in naked truth
Biting hard at every turn
Retelling of violent youth.
Poised to keep their stranglehold
On phantom victims’ crimes.
It’s here we hid the willing sin
We’ve accepted many times.
My days have served to comprehend
These cords of velvet sin,
Whilst night comes as a saving fury
To cleanse my soul within.
As dreams become reality
And thoughts embrace their role,
We resist the curse of others
Playing mind games in our soul.
Within me stays this silent stance
A constant holding firm
Amongst the ever-changing days
And nightly dreams and thirsts.
In times of almost madness
We hear the echoes cry
From these nightly games of memory
When they’ve heard our apt reply.
My past I’ve viewed with broken heart
As I walked the vacant streets
Cleansing myself in the daily rains,
Praying for final release.
It is here I hunt for solitude,
And here I find my soul.
I search my heart within myself
To learn what I have always known.
If rain could rinse me of my sins
And sun reward for pain and loss,
Stars know solitude only in silence
As dreams prove my freedom at last.
Poem first published in Withering Words Magazine, 2026, all rights reserved
I have been going over this text
But it is not the way my spirit flexes
I have something deep that my heart
Wants to reveal; it is not the common
Words that I used to share
Everything about it is so dear
It is the naked truth that is wrapped
Within me and the truth
That will set your spirit free
You have given me the words
That you want to hear that is
Contrary to what my heart wants to share
Reality is burning on my lips
And if I don’t get to speak my mind
I will have terrible fits
I have thought about it hard and long
And I really want to sing my heart felt song
Words that will unravel the truth
And words that will make your dream true
I will speak my mind and make this place
More livable for the human race
I know that you are not all happy with me
But I will have to face my own destiny
With fingers on my lips and money in
My pockets, I will tell you something
That you have never heard, and then you will
Know who is running the world.
I saw them standing on the hill with
Feathers flying above their head
And pride mingling in their beds
Their silence were felt throughout the room
But the flamboyant crowd on the other side
Deepens the courage that they have inside
And set the universe a blaze and the moment
Was filled with praise
Speak your mind and tell me what you see
Speak your mind while we wait for thee
Speak your mind and expose the living truth
Speak your mind and reminisce
the days of your youth,
I just want you to speak your
And escape from the wilderness inside
Just speak your mind
All I need is you
By Michelle Morris
22/05/2021
You're always about the grand gesture,
When all I need is you;
You think we need stars and fireworks,
When all I want is you...
Grand gestures are awesome,
And they can be wonderful and fun;
Fireworks are great and stars win over
Everyone...
But...
Chorus
All I need is you,
Just you, honey, just you...
And all I want is you, darling,
Just you, only you...
All I need is you...
(It's true, so true...)
All I want is you...
(Just you... Just you...)
(end chorus)
Bridge
So, what will it take for you to realise
That all I want is you?
You're the love of my life,
And that's the naked truth...
(end bridge)
Do you know it yet?
That I don't need the grand gestures?
All I want is you,
Your true love and affection...
Grand gestures are fabulous,
And they can be sexy as hell;
But love and affection is real,
Like the bond we share so well...
And...
Chorus
And, all I need is you,
Just you, honey, just you...
Forever and always,
All I need is you...
All I need is you...
(Just you... Just you...)
All I need is you...
(Just you... Just you...)
© Michelle Morris, 2021