The Lie I Believe

Satan is so subtle
Never fully showing his hand

He never wishes me to simply renounce Christ
He’d prefer I ignore him

His voice constantly calls to me
Not for an evil that is detestable

But for one that may look
Very much like the good deed

The enemy of God is not evil
It is the good that is not God

And by the good that is not God
All society is led away

These lesser goods, if enjoyed in 
The proper place, may be reflections of God

But alas, they cry, not like sirens,
But as great marketing
 
Planting the seed of something else
That leads me away from my king

And the lie I believe is that
I will gain freedom
 
But alas there is only one freedom
And it is found in God
 
I fail to be fully human
And am something alien

Only in God am I free
Free from the bondage of the soul