Peering through the looking glass
Staring down the hole
But we don’t call this place wonderland
So forget all you know
In the age of information
There is so much we can learn
But we just look it up on Google
Never bother to confirm
Libraries are just mausoleums
Of a forgotten time
When people searched for the truth
Simply as a matter of pride
Now we just rely on wiki
With all sources unknown
But still we just accept it
Like it was written in stone
We’ve replaced the requirement
Of a college degree
With meaningless quotes
From our idols of the silver screen
There’s nobody left researching
We want our facts at a glimpse
So welcome to the age of information
And the death of common sense
Tag: Poem
Easter Sunday
A wrongful conviction
Sinless crucifixion
Gave hope in my confliction
A chance for Satan’s eviction
My savior was villified
Willingly crucified
So I could be justified
Raised, the Son, was glorified
Public degradation
A spear, pierced to effusion
The blood of Salvation
Offering sanctification
When He said “it is finished”
His life He relinquished
Sins power diminished
God’s victory accomplished
Stop sins repetition
No more deflection
It’s time for reflection
On His resurrection
Stop and contemplate
think about your fate
When you reach heaven’s gate
Which path will you take?