Vultures

Vultures circling sailing on the hot wind of the

Talking heads on television

Telling not one single person

One single thing worth knowing

Subterfuge is the name of

The new information game

And the birds keep chirping only way to know what's happening is by turning off the media and tuning instead into the minds

of conspiracy theorists

once deemed crazy now seen as truth tellers or prophets

And the blood shed and the violence are only symptoms of the real diagnoses

Evil given sovereign rule

Over our hearts think we can play with fire without any repercussions

But it's down to the wire and the head if this nation has got a serious concussion

seems like nobody's listening but all are watching

What's the answer they ask?

It's quite simple:

Relativism got us twisted

We dabble with sin and expect not to suffer any type of punishment or consequence

We blurred the lines between black and white  in hopes of appearing to be people living right

Where up is down and crooked is straight

We got so confused by trying to manipulate

truth into a lie

and falsehood into real life

We have become hard hearted

Some are just apathetic

We are collectively a people not good for anything but to be vomited onto the pavement

Just wait, we haven't even begun to see the likes of judgment

That's why we keep pushing further and testing our limits

Now science says it can protect us from the ramifications of formication

No fear is present when there lacks consequence

No need for morals or common sense

Instead life's like a free for all

People gorging on the pleasures of sin

But just like Adam and Eve in the garden

When the time comes we will all stand before Him in judgment

Either be told well done my faithful servant

Or left in shock fumbling for excuses and stuttering

Fires of hell seem so far away

The more people see how much more accepted it is to play

With boundaries and standards

Removing distinctions

Blind lead the blind

Man is convinced but still ignorant

I cry

I weep

all they see are gnashing teeth

They abuse love

They see good in evil

But their souls are not past retrieval

God help us

Keeping up with the Jones's

Going into debt for luxury cars and Rolex watches

All the while your happiness can be measured not by moments experienced

More like the quickness of elapsed time between purchases

And my heart is bleeding for those who are slowly digging their own grave 

just to see what it tastes 

like to be a part of the fake type

You could have had it all a nice wife that respects you

Children 

a slice of the American dream apple pie

Instead you chose to delve into the nightmare

brought on by the love of money now on welfare 

but you still front like you have stacks like lil Wayne 

claiming you can make it rain but all you know is shame 

because you were not able to maintain 

your life on even the simplest level.

Greed is the bastard love child of envy and lust

And like a vicious cycle this beast must feed upon itself

in order to sustain the degree of emptiness 

it ultimately and inevitably creates

Like a vacuum suction all reason dissipates 

as you try in vain to create a reality that you have been tricked 

into believing you must participate 

in in order to be happy

Mind control through the media, music, magazines and superstars you all want to be like

Don't you see that everything in existence comes with a price?

Wasted young Disney princesses now considered whores and devil mistresses drugged out beyond their wildest dreams and no one can hear their screams 

yet we teach our daughters to consider them role models?

I really don't follow when their bodies are so thin skin sagging 

but the airbrushing covers up the flaws 

and Photoshop catches what the makeup missed 

makes these girls into pictures of pure perfection 

2Dimensional 

seductive yet vapid facial expressions 

yet thousands of young girls and women suffer from anorexia and bulimia because they are told that those images are what society considers to be perfection?

We desire the wrong things.

Rather than trying to become the best me that I can be

I am conditioned to place an outward perspective on life 

and seek what the village believes I should desire and, why.

And it's pointless in the end because one will never find fulfillment 

in the hot and endless pursuit of another man's purpose.

The Jones's can keep their fine things and all that extravagance

I want what's mine in abundance

I may not be as perfect as an airbrushed fake photograph

But you calling that reality just makes me laugh.

Mirthless smiles full of pain and

A world full of nothing but broken promises and disdain.

Don't be alarmed when the world passes you by

It's not your fault you got seduced by the lie

Your life tried to grab your attention repeatedly 

but you were too busy craning your neck at the tv.

And now you got one foot in the grave while the other flounders uselessly 

up to your neck in what you should have, could have would have, been;

 on top of the debt

Don't be trapped by the ploys of a soulless media driven by mass consumption 

it's an addiction

Instead be a free thinker 

Your failures your own

Don't carry another individuals affliction 

Jesus did that for you so you could have salvation

Stop doing and being what television tells you to be

Stop buying into and being controlled by subliminal messages of duplicity

See if there was truly nothin wrong in this world

Then the meaning of the word pain would be unnecessary 

Coming up with terms like slut shaming and instead branding her a real lady

That's not the way our sex was meant to be

We withdraw from the natural order of things more and more 

Yet rush toward 'natural' ingredients in the grocery store

The relativism has got you so lost and confused

Bad behavior and sin should be corrected and forgiven not excused

The liberal agenda pushers disguised as angels of light

Really they are nothing but ravening wolves inside

Mind control of the masses who are too stupid to break free

So I pray for God to intervene

I don't live a life full of rules and oppression

I do have boundaries not worth crossing

I've been there before I've tried it your way

All it brought was heartache and pain

Now I have joy where there used to be sadness

Emptiness used to fill me my thoughts only madness

Club hopping new dude on my side every week

Oppressive rap music filled my ears making me 

feel like I was really something to be 

dropping it low for some low life who only considered me to be a ho

Get in tune with what I'm telling you

This is not the life that God intended for you

Feel like an outsider like nobody understands you?

He does and I've been there so I do too

Gaga doesn't know what it feels like to be different all she knows is she can control your thoughts and emotions

Demon possessed music artists fill up your though processes making you think that you're truly free in very sense

But nobody ever gained eternal rewards or true happiness by sellin their souls and ability to think for themselves

You are not in competition with anybody else

You were made to be you