"their wombs fashion deceit..."

just read that in the Bible... human kind fashions deceit. it toils over and over again your trusting mind. what does it bring you in the end? nothing. deceit. fruitlessness. deceit. finite bewilderness, but in the end deceit. How untrusting of us with God, yet grabbing hold of the surreal. we make up our own truths. causing heartache and misery as we plead for that one drop of mercy to show us truth. tormented truth, outright truth, twisted truth of the truth. what lies ahead will only be deceit of men.