A day of reckoning awaits the world,
more mystical and far more terrifying.
Where we go, we all go with our soul,
To the judgment place of reckoning.
Justice for all, hope for those still waiting
For retribution on grooming gangs,
child exploitation and human trafficking,
the ground beneath moves into the sands.
Uncertain times, the inconsistency of minds
the rise in volatile, inside the deep state
of human understanding of present times.
The New Age and old movements awake.
Satanists, implementing new world order,
They have a mandate, not the human they hate,
But the fate that awaits around the corner,
Where no one but God can be late.
The Spirited belief only expedite our grief,
Worlds in slumber, fueling the blame
from a broken system that offers no relief,
A world enthralled by its morphed game.
The consequences of accountability
We all share in the demise of being accused,
The state of society inept of spirituality,
But guilty of greed and the people we abused.
Dangerous social algorithms, mucky churning,
with unfettered access, our vulnerability
susceptible to media believing anything,
but not doing the right thing for continuity.
Students are resisted, many are rarely gifted,
Science and truth, and the analysis main root.
In authority and integrity, one has drifted,
hiding the fairer future in their stored loot.