Block your ears and cover your eyes
blind to reality a life lived in lies.
Pain and deceit we sweep under the mat
gorge the senses as falsity becomes fat.
Why am i so envious, why am i so jealous
In fault finding i’m finding i’m over zealous.
Looking within i’m shaken by contamination
lets just super-impose on others, don’t deal with lamentation.
Beauty is not skin deep
compassion allows the heart to weep.
Yet i cry for my selfish self or the i that’s seen in others
a skin disease relative to fathers, mothers and brothers.
How to change the heart initiate reformation
from savouring sins germination.
We are to be seen, blinded by illusion
bashed by objects of enjoyment now in states of confusion.
He is the splendour of the splendid
By His grace our ignorance is mended.
He is the wisdom of the wise
Can’t hide from Him, no matter the disguise.