BAD SEED

BAD SEED

Heavy dark columns of impenetrable clutter
 Pulled over the windows of our souls 
Like an iron clad shutter
A by-product produced from busyness, stress and fear

Forming clouds in our mind's atmosphere

Blocking out the rays of light
Taking away our God given right

To control our own thoughts and ability to choose
And the understanding of don'ts and do's

It started with a negative seed of thought

Transmitted far and wide that unaware people bought
Its appearance was of glitter and gold
With a guarantee of fortune and fame with no mention told

Of its destructive side effects

Extreme busyness and huge responsibility producers

Time eliminators and stress and fear inducers

With the final by-product being the worst of its kind
Designed to control and destroy man's soul and mind 

Written By: 

Michael K. Englmann

December 06, 2012

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