Deception wears a sickly smile

as he takes you by the hand

leading to his temple of delusion

Articulate, attractive, entertaining

he promises an end to your confusion

Arguments so plausible as he spins

his web of lies,

to catch you unawares

as you view his ‘paradise’

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Cloak of ‘light’ his favoured garb

pretense his practiced art,

a mask to hide his true design

manipulation of the heart.

Disarming, so charming,

defenses coming down.

Get you believing – deadly strategy.

His paths with victims strewn

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Ancient truth must rise within

to overcome that plan

If his ‘truth’ accords not with

the Word, there is no light in him.

That Word – a light to show our path,

a lamp to guide our feet -

to keep us from his devious ways,

to shield us from deceit