Shifting, creeping, while they’re sleeping,
Through the windows they are peeping,
Hidden glances and romances,
They continue in their prances.
Now they make for strange bedfellows,
Lifting up their barks and bellows,
Thirst for lust, not what is holy,
They are moving very slowly.
Not sincere, they hide their motives,
Make excuses for explosives,
Vain in worship, God not Master,
Far from Him they move much faster.
Sin is surely what they practice,
Righteousness is not their status,
Sorrow not, they live for pleasure,
Godliness is not their treasure.
An Original Work / March 8, 2023
“But understand this, that in the last days there will come times of difficulty. For people will be lovers of self, lovers of money, proud, arrogant, abusive, disobedient to their parents, ungrateful, unholy, heartless, unappeasable, slanderous, without self-control, brutal, not loving good, treacherous, reckless, swollen with conceit, lovers of pleasure rather than lovers of God, having the appearance of godliness, but denying its power. Avoid such people” (2 Timothy 3:1-5 ESV).