OIL CAN’T BE ENOUGH. Reality Now we have accepted the confusion to be our lifestyle. Material things, riches, and all unworthy are seen to be worthy. Church has become a well for fetching gold. Spreading lies We have heard the voices in towns, people are asking where can we find the oil. The hungry and thirsty cries on every corner of a street, where is the oil where is the water?   We feed them with what can't satisfy them. We made them drink what can’t quench their thirsty No wonder they don’t know what they need. They eat and drink.   They drank lies, and magic covered their eyes. The truth can't be heard anymore. None is to be seen. The cost of oil is increasingly The oil is for the poor and needy. Searching for cure Where is that voice of one crying in the wilderness, Where is that voice that scared Adam in the garden The voice that declares from Dan, and publishes affliction from Mount Ephraim. The cry to myself My bowels, my