Yoga for Body Mind Soul

Who's in charge?
Who's in charge?
12/23/2024

"In politics, nothing happens by accident. If it happens, you can bet it was planned that way." Franklin D Roosevelt

 

Interesting statement

From a man in position

In charge of a country

And its condition

 

He wasn't in charge

Nor are the others

What's really the deal?

Fallacies smother

 

Who is in charge?

Lies being sold

And told

So old

Process unfolds

 

If we don't care nor try to seek

That is a choice to be made

Following those who aim to control

Life will surely fade

 

What each one chooses

Affects the whole

People, come together

Not through deceitful 'one world' agenda

In sovereignty, storming the weather

 

All must see it's all corrupt

Decrepit...oh so wrong

Or get soaked in the pouring rains

Singing some dreadful songs

 

They have their hands in everything

Every pocket is full

Humans are the collateral 

It is the truth

No bull

 

Trusting man is a dirty plan

Regardless of the gender

By the way, there's only two

Bumper stick that on your fender

 

We're off the rails

Eating trails ... of crumbs 

That all went stale

There is no figure on a stage

To idolize or hail

 

If we choose to know the story

Fight for what is right

Then peace will come to every heart

Soaring like a kite

 

If we choose to sing the blues

Serving evil masters

Then doom and gloom

Will brim and stone

Humanity's disaster

 

How long to live?

How do we survive?

Every breath we take

How long to see it's not about 'me'

But living for God's sake

 

One day we're off!

Time to fly

Does one die or reincarnate?

Either way, nothing to cry

Still there's some debate

 

How did politics get thrown on our plates?

Controlling human endeavors

How did a system get so strong

Seeming it can't be severed

 

Or can it be

Maybe that's me

An optimist you'd say

Honest realist trying my best

Striving another day

 

Maybe there's something

Greater and wiser

Nothing man can devise

Power that Be 

Grandest of All

Truth the ultimate prize

 

Not always pretty

But bounty of beauty 

The way who leads the walk

Whatever it is must be told

No superficial talk

 

Actors politicians

Singers musicians

Movie sets are filled

Walking on water in ego's dream

Deluding the masses still

 

Start to seek or early retire

Losing will for life

Revolution is a mental wire

Cutting like a knife

 

What's the next thing

To ignore or swallow

Another pedophile exposed

How many on camera part of the play

Serving the cult of old

 

So many stories

So many lies 

How sick so many things

One is either for God or themselves

No wealth the latter can bring

 

What will happen if all burns down

Deepest in the ground

It's happened before in certain lore

Where God could not be found

 

Let's open the mind

And think for a moment

How grand is this place called earth

So many things we do not know

Buried under the dirt

 

Underground tunnels 

Trafficking children

Deplorable acts of fears

Something's terrible on this land

Truth will bring God's tears

 

With the love for which we long

Unconditionally

Only with Him can we be strong

Now eternally

 

All the dark will come to Light

Careful which Light you grab

Something's tricky spiritually

In this modern gab

 

See through the glamour 

Talk and suits

Dividing all the people

Stick to God

With thickest boots

Walking as His sheeple

 

He wants us to see

The possibility

To make it out of the maze

It's all corrupt

Time to wake up!

Speak up! Stand up!

And praise 🙌🏼