The Big Question When the hunter becomes the hunted And hunting tools become blunt, And your strength is sapped, And strange happenings suddenly show up Who do you blame? When your noontime abruptly becomes midnight And your eyes are gorged out, And your ears are fully waxed And all you hear is the deafening silence To whom is blame apportioned? When the directives are no longer followed And the consequences start screaming at you And your food is now the leftovers of pigs And your heart is darkened by Gal 5:19-21 Who do you blame? When tomorrow becomes a thought of endurance And prayer a task better postponed And Bible study an activity long forgotten And selfishness has installed herself in the house Eeeeh, who do you blame? When your eyes have developed an appetite And the appetite is a strange one And it is the kind that keeps lusting And keeps opening more and more strange doors Precious people, who do you blame? When your heart starts to sing you a song And you realize the tune is foreign And the instrumentals are equally odd And you begin to dance to the rhythm Heeey, when tables turn,who do you blame?
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