I’ve searched hither and thither
To and fro, far as yon…
Naught in this world allures,
Satisfies for long.
Is it ennui? Am I forlorn?
No, substandard has become
Well acceptable norm.
Trucks, toasters, TV’s…
And old values viewed as
Lacking today’s relevance…
Just toss ’em, ride slippery-slide to iniquity.
Can’t place all blame on technology,
As though it sprouts up like innocent
But noxious weeds.
Human minds conceive and
Watch, gleeful, while the masses
Swallow everything, taste greed.
Cracks appear—distance increases
Between hearts, souls—what was
Meaningful is now missing pieces…
Are people, relationships, the
next substandard commodity?
If so, we need The Savior
More than ever before… Only He
Accepts my haphazard submission
In trade for perfect, guaranteed
Eternal grace-love toward me.
©Jael Sook, 2017 All rights reserved.
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