He looks like one of us, nothing about him is ominous,
And nothing found in his words of deception is obvious.
His shading over Scripture seems of trivial importance,
But it finally cascades into paths of non-conformance.
Since day one he allured us with glory by shortcuts,
To divert faithfulness and justify acting lawless.
He leads many away and yet walks in their footprints,
And sings loudly on Sunday among those he hoodwinks.
There’s a devil in the camp…
~Poet of Ephraim
Poet of Ephraim 