Trials, testings, and some blessings,
What’s in store has many guessing,
Not quite sure what be expecting,
If be real, or window dressing.
Men in chorus speak their message,
Chances are result in wreckage,
Some of them do have much leverage,
and of justice a miscarriage.
Time is ticking, some be sticking
To their stories, others kicking.
For some folks, the stories clicking,
Others feel the stories tricking.
This way, that way, much confusion,
How much really is illusion?
Two sides playing one another,
But they unite with the other.
News is now dramatizations,
Focus on what are sensations,
Talk about some folk’s relations,
Talk about the other nations.
Want us fearful of the future,
Many are them who are users,
But then, who is their producer?
Who are winners? Who are losers?
Take our questions to the Master,
Jesus, Savior, our newscaster,
One who’s trusted, and not busted,
One who’s honest, not corrupted.
Let Him speak some words of wisdom,
Speak what’s truth, and not division,
Help us rest and not be fearful,
Even if results are tearful.
An Original Work / March 8, 2025
Christ’s Free Servant, Sue J Love
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