The Centerfold: A Warning

The idols of the nations are silver and gold, the work of human hands. They have mouths, but do not speak; they have eyes, but do not see; they have ears, but do not hear, nor is there any breath in their mouths. Those who make them become like them, so do all who trust in them!  (Psalm 135:15-18 ESV)


That glossy book of perdition
in the hand evokes a dark emotion

The pulse intensifies
Over a page that temporarily satisfies

A soul in need of more
Despite the need within the core

This poisonous meal is consumed
Unaware that he is truly doomed

Each page. Each image. Each bite.
Creates a darkness darker than night.

Yet he presses on towards his prize
The centerfold of forbidden fruit and lies.

A tall beauty never meant for his gaze
Finally, the object of his praise

She smiles beautifully with luscious lips
But she cannot speak his soul from the pits

She looks at him with eyes that pierce his soul
Yet her image is blind, eyes dark as coal

“I’m a great listener” says her profile
But she is deaf and he is in denial

On the page, her form and figure appear complete
Yet she is lifeless and he is a cheat

He, too, has a mouth with which to speak
Yet he is mute as his family falls over the peak

He has eyes to see the harm he brings
Yet he is blind to the one on whose finger he placed rings

He has ears to hear the sounds of impending doom
Yet he is deaf to the warnings that dangers loom

He is among the living, working and playing each day
Yet he is lifeless, his soul in decay

Mute. Blind. Deaf. Lifeless.
You become what you worship, image what you bless.



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