
13/12/2024
THUMBNAIL
The thumbnail glimmers, it calls your name,
A promise of glory, a life of fame.
It flashes wealth, it shows a crown,
But masks the truth that's breaking down.
A perfect smile, a flawless pose,
The life they lead? Nobody knows.
For behind the lens, the pain may stay,
Hidden from sight, brushed far away.
You chase the image, you crave their height,
Forgetting your blessings, losing your sight.
But what you see is a fleeting show,
A glimpse, a spark – not all they know.
The throne they sit on may soon collapse,
Their "perfect" story may hold some gaps.
Contentment whispers, "Your time will come,"
Stay steady, be patient; your work isn't done.
So don’t be deceived by what you see,
Thumbnails are not reality.
Look up to God, He knows it all,
Your path is steady, though it feels small.
For what is hidden, He will reveal,
And through the storms, your fate He’ll seal.
So envy no one, and trust the plan,
Thumbnails are fleeting, but God holds your hand.
- The Deceitful Thumbnail