Invisible Warfare

Invisible Warfare

Had it not been for the times of tribulation,

I wouldn’t understand this world’s confrontations.

In this world of embitterment and moodiness,

One can see and hear those screaming entitlement.

What makes one person better than the other we ask,

Those who shout and picket, that’s their task.

To push agendas whether right or deadly wrong,

Rattling cages, throwing rocks at the righteous throng.

It’s the words that are two-edged swords we’re told,

In stories, lessons, and parables that never get old.

But in the aftermath of pushing and pulling this way and that,

Things seem to remain as they were as inscribed on epitaphs.

Rocks thrown across fences at opposers undeservingly,

Illustrates the spirit within the offender undoubtedly.

So say what you will in your own world you’ve created,

A place filled with illusions demonically initiated.

But rest assured the battle is far from being over,

And it’s advised that many should pray and take cover.

Because unbeknownst to many who walk in darkness proudly,

Millions upon millions will fight for what’s right devoutly.