Job 8:13-14 

13 So are the paths of all who forget God;
And the hope of the hypocrite shall perish,
14 Whose confidence shall be cut off,
And whose trust is a spider’s web.

A lovely day magnified before it really started

Yes already spent before the light peeked in

A soul petrified by self now outsmarted

Caught in a tent giving it all it has to sin

Striving to recuperate with your heart not really in it

Is like dreaming of progress anchored on your back

Trying self to integrate with others who are not like you

And in such participate completely removed from rest

Wasted days and wasted nights are hugging and kissing

Brotherly love exchanged in your schizophrenic heart

Following an artificial light while the darkness kisses

As like a snake pre-arranged for the dearly to depart

Jan Wienen