Deception

Travailing today

Weeping and gnashing of teeth

.

Deceived, hoodwinked

Willingly so

Held fast in the devil’s grasp

Drowning in lies – they gasp

For air

But their master does not care

.

When will they wake?

What will it take?

Will it be too late?

.

“If My people…”

But will they?

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