Mark 7:6 

6 He answered and said to them, “Well did Isaiah prophesy of you hypocrites, as it is written:‘This people honors Me with their lips, but their heart is far from Me.

 

Always in a hurry ... going at full speed

running from self ... away from the heap.

 

Escaping into nowhere ... with the ones like you.

The ones you can’t recognize ... for all the things they do.

 

They do what you’re doing ... scattered in mind and soul

with no dreams or longings ... hiding with the whole.

 

Laying down beside yourself ... not knowing who you’re with

talking to that stranger ... calling the place a bliss.

 

Go through all the motions ... based on a shifted heart

call it the will of God ... until death does you part.

 

Label it obedience ... where love left long ago

religious convenience ... from where really no one knows?

 

Our "god", we make our own size ... and now we think for Him.

He must be glad to have us ... to come from where we’ve been.

 

We keep spilling our contents ... pushing more and more

creamy white in sweetness ... but rotten to the core.

 

Manure covered with sugar ... appealing to the eye

but wait until they taste us ... they’ll throw up and cry.

 

Jan Wienen