Wingless beings

Spiritual shrinkers

Unwitting quitters

Unrefined thinkers

Vain boasters

Speaking of "truth"

They lack

Despisers of changeless truth

In a prison ship

Deeming "wicked"

To be hip.

Stony minds

Gathering hopeless,

Nihilistic "finds."

Unknowing that without 

Mighty Right Arm

They spread superfluous harm.

Hearts bleak

Lukewarm, frozen

To Love vast and deep

Battling divine reference

With unsightly glove

Still, hovering over - blazing Dove

Secular impulse fails

Truth burns with might

Lightening all murky trails

Dismal shadows and night.

Winds capricious, craze changeful

Cannot seize enduring power

The fickle and shifting

At the end, can only devour.

Truth Saving

Changeless and consoling Force

Still, over all - radiating Dove

Thirsting for overdue remorse

Starving society

For morsel of bread

Earnest to feed - made one fed

Still, hovering over all 

The days just add

Devoid of Truth Redeeming

Goodness Liberating

Love Illuminating

What's left?

But victims of theft