do you believe in wind only when

the air moves?

do you believe in a feel good story

even though it lacks depth?

do you believe in friends who praise

when there is something for all?

do you believe in enemies when strikes

are made to point your error?

do you believe in the harsh heated desert

only when there is a lack of fresh water?

do you believe in mind over matter

even though matter wins eventually?

do you believe in passion over logic

when passion gives meaning?

do you believe in the ends justifying

the means?

do you believe that the soul cannot erase

what the flesh has chosen?

do you believe in cheap grace where one

does not need to actually sacrifice?

do you believe in transformation only

when it is transactional?

do you believe in hate only when the hurt

has gone deep?

do you believe in flowers but lack the eye

for green grass?

do you feel an ignition because the saints

died for nothing?

human patterns do not change, human hearts are hard to read,

human behavior can be reinterpreted,

the human tongue comes out an infinite amount of lies,

but can you can catch a lie?

lies are what you go after, lies are what you crave, lies are when

you part with money – your crown jewel.

so tell me why – why do you believe that everything

that has happened was not a narration of your own story?

that is you. you. you.

all the choices in life, truths and lies, pleasure versus suffering,

righteous causes versus a convenient excuse,

it was always you. me. i. reversed roles and we are all

leaving footprints in the sand.

but unlike sand from the beach, this sand of time is never

erased, never washed out, never truly unmade,

for angels and demons both have made their play,

you, me, i chose our sides. and yes, demons come as friends,

angels and gifts. it’s always been that way, they too wear many hats.

do you see? do you hear? do you sense? does your skin tingle?

do you believe?

do you?

do you?