The Unique Portrait of Espionage
It’s not that politicians disagree
It’s that the main article is skewed
Is civilisation about dismantling old, traditional lifestyles?
Or proving how ruthless at the war in the mind others seem to be
The multifaceted concept of beauty offers perverts armoury
Not to defend what is sacred
To the eye which beholds shapes and symmetry
The unique portrait of espionage
Is buried in human anatomy
The understanding of anatomy
Is key to the abuse of powers and medicines
Can we all then agree to disagree?
That there is nothing truer to man
Than the sum of all his faults?
Nothing is as mysterious
As the rising of the sun
The darkening of skin tones
How weak we all get
When anything good is excessive
Oh for the poor mother
Feeding her child at a street corner
Her man went to fight a senseless war she says
Her man? His woman?
Their child? The country’s spy?
When the obsession of owning another person
Far outweighs the compassion
You have for your own soul
You are no longer whole
One angel caused all tension among other angels
A Malawian missionary painted a picture of politics in heaven
How much influence is given to spies?
When they can either return with fact or fiction
These fallen angels wreaked havoc within this portrait of espionage
Julius and Ethel Rosenberg were unable to sing at Sing Sing
Convicted of espionage
Their fate decided by their commander
How many people have to die for the sin under their skin?
Though the commander’s skin is well-toned by the dark, angry night
Are Joshua and Caleb the only truthful spies to ever live?
Not believing they were set up for defeat
Fast-forward to today,
Where human beings choose ill discipline as a form of a false report
Doing good works is setting me up for failure
I’m inherently no good
Is it the main article that is skewed?
The unique portrait of espionage
Can be redeemed by humanity
Weak, discouraged and unwilling as any person may be
Jeremiah 32: 27, Genesis 18:14, Luke 1:37
Is there anything too difficult for God?
Pull it back to pay it forward
Look to your past and learn from it
Avoid the wilderness by being honest
Sing a new song
Your victory ode: The beauty in my potential
Ah! extremists and their underlying, confusing motives
But the extremist is still human
Seeking some light for his soul
Knowing that to be uncivilized is to lack poetry
For poetry is traditional and emotional
Never mind, I mean deceiving
The CSI, Homeland security
The Domestic Branch of the State Security Agency,
The Foreign Branch of the State Security Agency
And Interpol have all tried and failed
Don’t attempt to track me down
You only want to control my mind
Leave me with the crumbs of my values
They mean more to me
Than the nude canvas depicted as freedom in the new world
I’m only good for you but you’re no good to me
You turned me into the monster I appear to be
I am a unique portrait of espionage
You’ll find my new signature upon a new leaf
