Romans 7:24-25 

24 Wretched man that I am! Who will rescue me from this body of death? 

25 Thanks be to God through Jesus Christ our Lord! So then,

I myself serve the law of God with my mind, but with my flesh I serve the law of sin.

 

 

Peeking in the past

 

What a comfort ... what a life. Where is appreciation?

Why so much unhappiness? Why this self-destruction?

In search of blessings and our just deserve deep in darkness

It is amazing and self-imposed this constant unhappiness

 

Dreams are built on yesterdays and hope forgot tomorrow

Today long forgotten in search of an illusion

All appears a story ... the things we should have learned

Is that why history repeats itself in our constant state of confusion?

 

Prosperity gained and values lost on the landscape by the road of ease

Abstaining from the plenty that by lack of will we shove aside

Self-preservation now at any cost in a designed mortal’s constant freeze

Living in a frenzy that through you offers a free ride

 

Joined in a dungeon by the many who lost face

With all discarded entities gathered in a stream

Running toward a swelling pond accumulating waste

That now reaches up to my neck muffling a final scream

 

Depravity fully exposed ... manure a welcome sight

How deep can one sink in this bottomless pit?

No struggles here are seen ... gone the will to fight

Unless it is with others who seem to get the best of it

 

Jan Wienen