Defiant Malcontents

Wingless beings... Spiritual shrinkers? Unwitting quitters? Unrefined thinkers? Vain boasters Boasting of 'truth' they lack Despisers of His Truth... In a prison ship Deeming 'godless' to be hip. Unsophisticated minds What can you gather But hopeless, nihilistic finds? Naive optimists What can you meet Without His Right Arm But pointless... superfluous harm? Hearts bleak Lukewarm, frozen To Love vast and deep... Battling divine reference With unsightly glove... Still, hovering over you All-knowing, blazing Dove... When secular impulse fails His Truth burns with might Lightening all murky trails Dismal shadows and night. Winds capricious, craze changeful Cannot seize enduring power... The fickle and shifting At the end, can only devour... His saving Truth Changeless, enriching And consoling Force... Still, over you... radiating Dove Thirsting for overdue remorse... Moral Teacher of society Starving for morsel of bread... Thirsty for hardy sobriety... Hungry to feed... made one fed... Still, hovering over you... The days just add... Without His Truth redeeming Goodness liberating Love illuminating... What's left? But a victim of theft...