False satisfaction Is affection without reflection Sensation without relation Emotions created by unresolved commotion within the soul bound by strongholds that won’t let go Appetites driven by a longing to be made whole Food upon desperate taste buds Screaming for the flavor of spice and heat to feel alive Sex in hopes to release the stress To manufactory bliss A touch of suple flesh Yet so far from a real release Materialism promising to complete ones lust Gucci, Calvin Klein Cars that glide on Ice Beds most will never see Sleeping on pillows of mysery Waking up yet void of the rest you really need Your soul screaming for an exit from the struggle of trouble From the pain of breathing From the need to be satisfied In desperation to be resurrected from the dead Though you yet be alive Revelations floods your soul The white of your eye illuminate with truth imparted Retina sparks of flame A God touch You realize it’s not a game God is speaking to you Calling you Loving you Not the god of your fears The god you create The one you think cohabitates with you Exist by you Will die when you do Reset Start over Years go by Our stubborn hearts Yet reject the only remedy to be truly satisfied …. GOD! Copyright 2015 by William Owens...