The deluge of news in the world, via our constant connectedness to the Internet, depresses the soul with the perverseness and maliciousness of man. The disciple of Christ protects his mind. He guards his soul from corrupting influences. He keeps away from the negativity. While he engages the people of the world, he raises high barriers against its perspective.
So today's poem focuses on the things — shall we be more precise? — on the One from whom all good and righteousness flow.
The meter is unusual for me, seven feet, which connotes the crowded negative and twisted media that presses in upon us.
Three stanzas were written some days ago. The third, below, was added this morning.
From news of evil guard yourself. Beware the world's despair!
We cannot read and see the devil's work where grace is rare,
And think we'll still escape its leaven, for Satan worms his way
To penetrate our armor, to kill our urge to praise and pray.
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