Offbeat
Ecclesiastes 2:3
3 I searched in my heart how to gratify my flesh with wine,
while guiding my heart with wisdom, and how to lay hold on folly,
till I might see what was good for the sons of men to do under heaven all the days of their lives.
Walking to a beat well known ... under any circumstance,
while the rhythm changes ... following the call.
So that life itself at times with its countless ranges
turns to a beat constantly that appears too small.
As blood rushes to the head and interferes with hearing.
So it is with the train of thought as it searches the unknown.
It gambles in a fake array ... afraid it's disappearing
from the scene of selfishness where it started all along.
Most things are researched for deeper satisfaction
and if it helps others ... we’ll act like we are saints.
The fake of that existence shows in lack of action
to help the ones who need it most ... the unseen by us, who ain’t.
We sit at well-filled tables and fill ourselves up to the brim.
With the things, we deserve most in the hunger for abundance.
Here and there we throw some crumbs to the ones who strive and hunger.
so we can display our best as we analyze meals to come.
Tomorrow we will eat steak ... the day after maybe fish.
While chewing on some chicken that only partly satisfies.
Is it any wonder that in the thoughts of our Creator
our love for guts and selfishness makes Him want to cry.
Smiling fat and sassy ... I will come to judgment.
“Lord” I will proclaim that day: “aren’t You glad I am here?”
Didn’t You do so well ... with me being your servant
never being influenced by my “reborn” peers?”
“Lord I preached in your name ... I hollered from the pulpit.
I told the people what to do and talked to them about hell.
Oh Lord, you must be proud of me ... I know that I’m deserving
for all I did in your name ... You’re happy I can tell.”
“What? ...
I stuff myself at your expense to fulfill the cravings of my being?
The rottenness you see in me ... goes deep into the core?
The games I played with all my strength by the rules of my own making
and made my love for power and greed ... expand for more and more?”
It is too late, I realize ... Oh! The chances which passed me by.
I ignored the warnings ... written in my conscience and heart.
“Away from me”, I hear Him say ... I am dizzy and I’m crying.
I clung to my own righteousness ... and now being ordered to depart.
Jan Wienen
