Downtrodden Upliftment

Covered up and buried down deep,
Under weightless falsities;
of which this system is compiled.

Smiling blindly for some semblance,
of sweet nectar poured;
From the fruit of fruitless knowledge.

Suckling up every drop,
To ensure ignorance;
of the unseen hand's master plan.

Being that of,
Hellish discouragement,
or Holy reverence.
Sanity comes in shades of black and white.

Seeking to find only reimbursement,
For the savior, from myself.
Unearthing miseries of misguided steps,
And hopes of glory's creation.

Building toward one beautiful purpose;
only to be torn asunder,
By the very first stumbling block;
My heart.

Too fickle a trinket, it seems...
Malleable and ever-functioning.
Never not halting, to intervene or perpetrate,
Upon my most dire of circumstance.