Author: IrregularHonour PM
Food for thought.Rated: Fiction K+ - English - Poetry/Horror - Words: 160 - Reviews: 2 - Published: 05-12-12 - Status: Complete - id: 3021999
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Feed the masses, watch them come
Women, children- everyone
Not to sit at Jesus' feet
Or be fed with Scripture's meat
They might laugh, and they might cry.
They might gaze with awe-struck eye
But not at that precious cleansing Flood
Although they're struck by sight of blood.
Feed the masses, watch them fall
Let the storyline enthrall
Not for wisdom in the plot
But because a man gets shot
Their pulses beat, quickened in pace
They love the fights, the girl, the race
And everything that's on the screen
Defines to them what life must mean.
Feed the masses, through the mill
Let the devil have his fill
He sowed his tares among the wheat
And laps their blood from every seat
Truth's Gift rejected. They chose a lie
For sake of their addiction's high.
God hardens hearts, and theirs are stained
Because they loved being entertained.