I came that you may have life and have it abundantly.
-Jesus
Vapid. Everything seems so
vapid these days. Words lose value, so do phrases. Why does meaningless seem to be the reoccurring theme in this production of life? Betrayed by plastic sentiments. People seem to echo each others strife. Learning to suppress and stifle, aimed at target as with a rifle, we push back anything deep. But actions have consequences and our decisions will reap. Laughing together yet crying alone. A face full of merriment doesn’t suffice for a heart made of stone.
vapid these days. Words lose value, so do phrases. Why does meaningless seem to be the reoccurring theme in this production of life? Betrayed by plastic sentiments. People seem to echo each others strife. Learning to suppress and stifle, aimed at target as with a rifle, we push back anything deep. But actions have consequences and our decisions will reap. Laughing together yet crying alone. A face full of merriment doesn’t suffice for a heart made of stone.
