Con Fused

I get a swift punch to the face

Blood drips and I get a taste

All I do is nod

Is this the devil or God?

I pray in despair, asking God for the route

But you must believe to receive,

Allow yourself to adventure and get out.

Is it selfish to believe?

If it is not in God’s plan?

How do I know what is flesh and spirit?

The desires of a true man?

How hard it is to be humble and confident

To serve and succeed

Machiavelli and Kierkegaard

Walking backwards doesn’t get you very far.

Moses sacrificed vision of the land

Joshua took on the young band

Everyone has Jesus in their soul

just need vision down the black hole

I wait and wait

God tells me to go?

There are 300 different paths

Which one to take, I do not know!

I believe that I am this

Where is this?

What is this?

I am just another Job

A pure man in a blood-splattered robe.

Why do we wear a mask?

To impress the man with a flask?

Shouldn’t we impress the man upstairs?

The only one who actually cares?

I do not know.

I am confused.