Never Given Away

While the skies over the TV station were bright and sunny, outside the scene is humid and grey. As the news praises the latest order by our King. The grey actions of those decisions scream like a blinding light. But here in my small piece of the world, my family is safe. Our Anglo-Saxon heritage keeps us protected for now. While for the future who knows what will be seen as “unclean”? The color of our eyes, the faith we choose to keep, or the tax bracket in which we live.
 
These are sobering words, but words that have been said in the past. First as innuendo and polite whispers, then shouted from the roof tops full of hate. But we are used to hateful words whispered among friends or texted to a colleague or an online follower. Never meant to be said out in public. But now shouted from the pulpits of our most sacred places. Mass panic and fear are the rulers of the day. While the old and unhealthy are used as pawns in this wicked game.
 
For the strongman rules behind gold veneer, easily scratched off with the tip of your nail. For behind the curtain lies the puppet master gathering wealth over love. Appeasing the strongman’s ego with words of fame and undying love. So where are you, and who’s your ultimate Master? Is it the gold around your neck? Or the faith you keep as long as it agrees? With the logic and passion you place on your grace. Freely taken… but never given away.  
 
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