Hot air or ...

Job 16:3 

Shall words of wind have an end?
Or what provokes you that you answer?

 

“Shall words of wind have an end” ... shall emptiness fill a barrel?

Is it not such with the human mind ... in a world full of error?

Is it not seen on the TV screen in many words without substance

gearing at the minds confused ... or minds lost incoherence?

 

“Leave the thinking up to us ... we will program you right”.

This seems the slogan for today as creation wonders: Why?

“My sheep know my voice” ... said the Savior of the world

but the sheep that are not His ... are in confusion hurled.

 

A destiny that is dressed in a wonderful array

but once to the surface, there is nothing but decay.

 

Jan Wienen

 

This poem is about: 
Me
Our world

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