Duality

spirit's willing
flesh is weak
blood is spilling
in the streets
children born
seeds aborted
watching porn
souls get distorted
seasons change
yet earth remains
the world is strange
as reasons hang
in the balance
emotionally tipped
from daily challenge
clothed or stripped
wickedness or
unashamed
liquid drips
immersed in flames
as the land burns
fanned by sin
at every turn
man descends
into the pits
cloaked in darkness
as life drips
from bodies heartless
walking dead
without a clue
bcuz talking heads
influence you
to think the thoughts
of mindless drones
until your caught &
turned to bones
though as we reach
the end of time
some are sent to teach
we are divine
but as of now
our sight is blind
we wonder how
to seek to find
when right above
our very head
there is a love
that is our bread
to feed us life
if we partake
which is the price
when we break
our bonds to death &
cling to truth
which renews our breath &
gives us roots
that reach to heaven
like the tree of life
just learn the lessons
to be free of strife...