God's will
06.16.06 (10:13 am) [edit]
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| God is such a funny term, So generic and easy to use, It slips off the tongue smoothly Either in praise or in a curse, Easy to make trivial, To seek to box in By certain theologies or beliefs, Thinking that the mind of God can be known, Expressed shamefully By simple quotes, Thereby damming those who are different; Who see the eternal with different understandings. God's image is what we are made in, The eternal not in ours, Though in reality that is what is most worshipped, A deity yet finite, Making holy what is willed, Hence the cruelty and madness of religion In the hands of those who think they understand, When in fact they worship a deity tribal, Limited, Narrow, Used as a reason to live out the darkest fantasies Calling them God's will. The seeds of this madness reside in the human heart. In my heart this weed is sometimes felt Causing sadness that I am so far from living out what I know I must. Only those who know are aware of inner conflict, The rest assured that they are right in doing God’s will The flowing blood giving honor to Moloch the eater of children. |
