Painting a Mortality

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Painting a Mortality
By Arley Steinhour 100117

There seems to be too many,
That live the life of the Snipe,
Twisting, and Turning, for a Penny,
Into, making Rotten Fruit seem Ripe.

When Twisting seems an impossibility,
They’ll shift to an Oblique Attack,
Name Calling, ‘Outrageously, or Cynicality,’
Vociferously, without Doubt, or Slack.

A Lie is much better than the Truth,
As the Lie, has no Ready Defense,
Especially, as Truth, has but one Tooth,
The Lie can have many Fangs, Immense.

There is a ‘Way of Life,’ today,
As ‘No one Promotes Consideration,’
There Lies be Truth, with Twisted Sway,
With, Worse affect, than Constipation.

The Victim must admit, to a Similitude,
Of something, said, or done, long ago,
But, Lying Innuendo, in the Attitude,
Causes Damage of Character, below.

The sin proclaimed, though mostly wrong,
Covered with colors, that Replace,
Repentance and Change, out of the ‘Song,’
Painting a Mortality many will Debase.

The battle won, the damage completed,
The Accuser settles back to proclaim,
‘All is fair in Love and War,’ Truth is Cheated,
The Accused Victim is branded with ‘Shame.’

‘Brother Against Brother,’ and ‘Sister, the Sister,’
God said, ‘This be a Sign of Time Ending,’
As, He will Return, to Judge the ‘Truth Twister,’
Unto Flame of Hell’s Lake, to Suffer ‘Subliming.’

Repent of being “Politically Correct,” in the Rules,
Return to God’s Way, and Let Him be the Judge,
Because, if we don’t Return, then, we be the Fools,
Who will spend all Eternity, being, ‘Ever-Cooking-Fudge;’

Without ‘Flavor to Savor, or Savior, to God.’
So many have left, to go Their Own Way;
Return to the ‘Cote,’ or ‘Bear the Rod,’
To have a ‘Joyous, Eternal, Day.’

AMEN