Power - (Writer's Expressive Piece - 4)

Conquer or be conquered

United or be divided

Two ways that pull in opposite directions

Yet both have its targets withholding imperfections

Influence is strong

It'll kill you if it's wrong

The ones who you call friends

Will forsake you in the end

The enemies you make

Are the people you called fake

The soul is what's at stake

Satan

Jehovah

Demons

Angels

A decision you can't ever lightly make

Wickedness is blinding

Easy manipulation that it so charming

Careful now

Oh how you'll regret the choices you made

But the pits of hell burn harder and has no facade

What excuse do you have again?

Oh, right...

Righteousness is life changing

Light and beautifully amazing

The road to it bares obstacles

Challenges

Forced change

New relationships

None more important than Him

But that should be a given

If not, fix that

Or be screwed over, like a speeding car laying someone flat

Eyes need to come open

There's no sugar coating here

If you've come for that, don't

Don't even bother

Truth is truth

Lies masquerade as the truth

And that's why society is doomed

Unless you choose who you let have power

And not just by the hour