Giving Comfort To The Enemy
Earth is the never ending battleground;
in the war between evil and good;
the mysterious realm of sight and sound;
whose purpose is misunderstood.
We think this realm is life; as a whole;
instead, it’s a cultural war;
hate is waging a battle, for our soul;
only love is worth fighting for.
Everywhere we turn; there’s an enemy;
under demonic command;
professing friendship to you and me;
but, we didn’t understand.
For it was the battleground of the mind;
with earth under the devil’s control;
fidelity and truth had been left behind;
sin made captives of every soul.
There were none righteous; not even one;
all became slaves to temptation;
evil: the web that could not be undone;
death; the only path to salvation,
Man seeks out his enemies; to kill;
comfort has no place;
life; not death; is the Master’s will;
for God is love and grace.
Man is required to love his neighbor;
no matter who he might be;
every life is the fruit of God’s labor;
one of God’s enemies was me.
Monty 3.12.26. # 3,204