“And there went out another voice from the four beasts and it was shouting with a great voice, saying, ‘Come now, and let us kill him, a horse, a horse, a horse!’
The four beasts, the four devils, were unanimous, “Who can withstand him?”
Come now, and let us kill him, while the virgins are all trimming their wings.
“I was shaken, and I fell to the ground, and I heard a voice saying to me,
‘Do not be afraid, my son, and go to your father and say to him,
‘Father, I have sinned against heaven, and against you, and am no more worthy to be called your son.’
“I said to him, ‘Here I am,’ and I threw myself at his feet, and I worshiped him and said, ‘My father, save me!’
“And he said to me, ‘My son, keep your voice, and do not make me angry, for you have rebelled against the word of God. I will deliver you with scourges and with horses.'”
There are people out there who will always blame someone else for their own sin. They will always place blame on someone else.
It will always be someone else’s fault for their own failures and for their own problems.
The funny thing is, they won’t ever admit that it’s their own actions that have caused their own pain and that it’s their own sinful nature that they will always find a way to blame someone else for their problems.
I don’t care who you are,
It’s your problem.
It’s your fault.
And there will be a golden ladder reaching down when the hairs stand up in all terror.
:: 10.03.2020 ::
E.P. Robles | Poetry 