BLINDED BY SIGHT:

Honoring God Through Poetry

The lost are crowding city streets.
Blocking strong men,
they change reality under their sun,
certain of great cause and vision;
utterly unaware 
of the battle already won.

(Romans 8:37)

So many souls blinded by
pleasure in violence,
even unable to tell you why,
keeping neighbors 
from certain rescue;
hurling stones
from a fortress only so high.

(2Thessalonians 2:12)

They shoot in vain,
their bows with arrows,
but their battle,
can never win for them, 
the prize.
For treasure 
is found only in Jesus,
but they fall unable,
from chasing lies.

(Matthew 24:4-5)

And what is all this, but a curse,
they think so great to receive;
one that will ultimately unravel, 
til their game plan implodes,
from failure to believe.

(Revelation 20:14-15)

For they are blinded 
by sight at the intake;
spinning colors 
make the world go round,
and pretty houses 
perfectly perched upon hills, 
but with barely any substance 
to be found.

(Psalm 49:6-9)

For they are blocking the view 
of True beauty;
gathering in roads 
and alleyways in great dismay,
with streaming tears 
blurring decency, 
like a wall 
overshadowing the One
True Way.

(Acts 9:2)

For as our Savior watches them,
they turn their heads
from His troubled Eyes;
stricken with unseemliness,
their glorious future,
crumbles in great surprise.

(Revelation 3:17)

And as they try to walk without vision;
turning corners cursed with good health,
in a way that blinds at the onset;
they cling to personal power,
and the great pursuit of wealth.

(1Timothy 6:10)

So they carry on in their pretty houses,
perched way up on those hills;
near a city with lavish store windows,
that summon their freedoms,
and defy their Creator's Will.

(Romans 1:28)


Warning of cursing and other disrespectful language in this video--