The great, grand conspiracy with no conspirators
is pregnant now to burst,
and the wicked seeds planted in a million classrooms
are bringing their harvest of hurt.
The Enemy is clever.
Preying on the weakness and vanity of men
he’s arranged history as a line of false lessons,
to bewitch young minds with false delight
and mark hell as the way to heaven.
No more golden calves for him.
False religion now is mental
and has evolved into ideologies,
a fifth column of the mind
that he’s used to destroy the heart.
The humans are blind to his tricks.
Conceited that we are masters of all
we’ve become hurt slaves to hate,
imbibing poisons of the mind
and rejecting Him who waits.