All that blindness hid from me

Sitting here with my pen in hand
I hope God helps me understand
And gives me light that I might see
All that blindness has hid from me

Now I am seeing .like never before
How much  God has prepared me for
He's given me love..His light..His grace...
Carried me through each difficult space

Now I am listening  and  can hear
God's voice inside me: loud and clear
Speaking of unity, love and peace;
Telling me ..all this hate must cease..

Then as I'm turning the media on
I hear the voice of the evil spawn
Preaching disturbance and unrest
Spewing violence from its chest

Sitting too long in such an air
Can disturb one's thinking..unaware
Being prepped and primed by all the news
One seems to surrender..the right to choose

Our minds turn prisoners of the they
Who flash through media and on us prey
Guilting us into some transformed mind
Where truth is lost and lies define

We'll suffer the tragedy of the wire
That burns out intellect and desire
Brainwashing the masses like a thief
It'll destroy the unity that kept us free

So stop and think of this for awhile
The media is deciding things....without denial
We're trapped inside it and cannot choose
Anything contrary to the nightly news..