Possessed by darkness
Romans 2:6-10
6 He will reward each one according to his works: 7 eternal life to those who by perseverance in good works seek glory and honor and immortality, 8 but wrath and anger to those who live in selfish ambition and do not obey the truth but follow unrighteousness. 9 There will be affliction and distress on everyone who does evil, on the Jew first and also the Greek, 10 but glory and honor and peace for everyone who does good, for the Jew first and also the Greek.
Nightmare or dream
Waking in the morning ... depravity churning
Where is the Spirit to keep me from this fall?
Possessed by darkness ... justified by reason
Torture then accepted ... as an answer to a call
Pedophiles and baby killers lining up in rows
Laughing and entertained ... by their “success” in life
No one wants to stop them ... destruction in their goal
Exporting their filth ... to the soul of a helpless child
They travel to Thailand spreading their puke unrestricted
Everything they touch ... at once seems to turn to stone
Suppressing children’s hearts ... leaving them afflicted
In a helpless search for hope ... to die twice all alone
My mind set at full speed ... awoke unexpected.
Filthy men did filthy things and invaded my rest
How for goodness sake was I caught unprotected?
Where was the Spirit mine ... why suddenly this test?
Thought overpowered me and did not let me go
Like a helpless entity ... evil strangled me
Subconscious had triggered “all sin’s overflow”
A well-dressed man ... an innocent child not to be
An offensive situation ... demons here at work
Sacrificing children ... for the lust of the flesh
Here I observed and caught the selfish jerk
I had his judgment in hand... now I knew it best
Torture in my mind ... revenge in my heart
Nothing was too much for this guy to suffer
“Justice” now done ... slowly and in part
Awful things wrung ... cries of agony were muffled
“Depart from me evil!” My heart screams in pain
I don’t want to be ... a judge of the law
My flesh’s domineering ... time and time again
Until the Spirit’s return ... to set me free from all
Jan Wienen