A crowd is formed and a deception born
Beholden to gods all pleasing to self
Saving the whales as the humans are torn
Overdosing with what’s found on the shelf
Lying, dishonored, unquenchable lust
Utter denial of the caused sorrow
Thinking themselves wise and God a disgust
Evolved today, but dust by tomorrow

Timeless authority, unmoved by fads
Refusing to cower, argue, or bend
Unwavering Love’s promise ironclad
Taken face value beginning to end
His Word alone is sufficient to mend

-Angela Chininin Buele