The ups and downs of being Sapphie

What are we?

We are not our own enemies,
Neither are we our friends
We fight this battle everyday,
But what are we fighting anyway?
We are victims of a destitute cause,
All our efforts just leads us to a definitive pause
What are we doing wrong?
It's not that we're not doing it right
But just like a ripple effect,
Consequences lead you to feel contrite.

Evil is always entertwined with good
So nothing gets better before getting worse
Isn't that our curse?
Our real enemy doesn't have a face,
It circles in the minds and hearts of us,
Making us fearful, dimunitive, knowing not who to trust.
We allow our smallest flaw to become our biggest issue.
And our biggest mistakes stem from what we refer to as our smallest sin.
We are now so confused about everything.

It is not my place to instruct
How we should conduct-
Ourselves in history's partaking
Who is this enemy that we are placating?
We say we want equality but we discriminate ever so slightly,
We ask for peace and we shrug off the war in ourselves ever so lightly.
We want to push forward, but we're pushing back and away,
We keep doing the opposite of what we say.

What are we hoping for?
For some outrageous evil to be unmasked?
No one will take up the task
Our partiality has no bounds
Our judgment is simply what restricts us,
The contradiction within, wears us out thus...
We simply live in this illusion that we call our lives,
Feeling real pain, real joy and real emotion
Making bad decisions in fast pace, thinking we're in slow motion
Time is ticking away...
We still haven't figured ourselves out,
We want the world to be saved but we only have ourselves to be worrying about
The truth is we're mere mortals who regurgitates our own destruction continuously.
We can't help ourselves, but we refuse to rely on someone we can't see
The only person who can help us
We ignore him and try our own devices.

Yahweh help us.....

S.K.Malcolm