Infinite Hypocrite

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Page break, you became what you hate;
Gushing plate, you become overweight.
There’s no debate (a falling down eight),
You create your fate by what you ate.
No need to wait, to unload freight;
You opened the gate, even increased the rate.
You shoot it straight, changing your state;
Now drunk driving down the interstate.
Mad you bait, look to inflate other’s emotions cause you’re irate.
Slow your gait and open this crate, you conjugate elate and berate;
Disfigure encouragement to another trait.
Wait? You can’t relate? Need me to restate? First person only, you dictate.
I’ll await and try to negate, just keep thinking you’re so great!
Innate passive aggressive, always humility conflating, with fake news updates.
On and on you prate, narrating reshaped waste, to try and escape,
The stuck toothpaste, embracing the grate of your sink mind.

So faint you can’t taste the taint;
So acquainted with leaven it’s a baked in disgrace.
Always connotating you’re a saint,
The jester of Yeats, instead of in the young queen’s estate.
It’s getting late, end time dates coming in haste;
Continuing to desecrate with gold lace,
And draping in purple those of misplaced faith,
And use differing weights to reshape rape.
Just try and sedate the inflating thought of you being chaste;
An overrated pernicious lie that predates you.
Sometimes my heart aches,
Watching these inverse truths play out without restraint.
Encasing young minds in strongholds, braced with tape;
Not realizing they’re walking the broad strait.
First place, and leading in the destruction race.
Yes, I love the foretaste, but sometimes I just can’t seem to wait.
Till the Man Himself comes to reinstate,
A kingdom filled with grace, lifting the debased.
Effacing the last enemy, death,
Caked on to those who willingly paint their defaced face,
Snaking and tracing a fake moral outrage,
Up their neck to their high hair put up in plaits, hiding dandruff flakes.
Remember the date and if you have it, keep the faith not letting it abate.
Connate and walk with God, for like Enoch, He might you, translate.

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Gen. 5:24; Prov. 20:10; Matt. 6:16, 7:13 23:27; Rom. 8:23; 1 Cor. 5:6; 2 Cor. 10:1-18; 1 Tim. 1:19, 2:9 6:20; 1 Pet. 1:5; 2 Pet. 3:17; Rev. 17:1-6