Israel in me
Isaiah 1:2-3
2 Hear, O heavens, and give ear, O earth!
For the Lord has spoken:
“I have nourished and brought up children,
And they have rebelled against Me;
3 The ox knows its owner
And the donkey its master’s crib;
But Israel does not know,
My people do not consider.”
Expectations crumbling … results engrained in a habit
How long does it take to make the odd normalcy?
Surely not a generation or even years as such
Habits form very fast like a grasp for indecency
Creatures are formed daily without experimenting
Propaganda does its work with designed certainty
It seems in every way it’s worth documenting
with proof in all the dorks to be a growing entity
How much am I susceptible to … how quickly make a change?
To twist my perception into an art-form beyond my control
Am I that predictable and so quickly deranged,
that in my inept-ion I’m crushed like a chunk of coal?
Jan Wienen