A wonderful poem about God, fate, and the role of both within all of our lives. |
- Absolute God- by Keaton Foster I use to think I was without a doubt Emphatically certain That survival was my right The soul responsibility of life A divinely given right That I had to do Whatever it took to protect And for a time I did Without regard for anyone Or anything other than myself Eager to destroy anything Or even anyone that stood In defiance of what I believed Or of what I had been taught Full of zeal, thumping the good word Beating people, if need be to death With the concept of God And his daily intervention I was puppet upon the stage Kowtowing to my god of choice Because such a choice was all That I was sure there was Now I know more than most That is just not the case There is no god of choice Just a god of absolute fate Some are meant to survive Many more are meant to die While an even greater number still Are meant to wane in the middle Living each day of their existence With one foot in the grave And one hand raised to the sky They spend each second Not each day wondering why Their lives have been reduced To miniscule decisions That they are unwillingly making Certainly I may go to hell For spreading the idea of such And existence of people But such a blatant display Of the obvious decay Is without a doubt the truth Is there a God in Heaven? For me such an answer is clear But stranger still such an answer Is as pointless as the unidirectional wind Who we are and why we are here Is more about fate than anything else Including any supreme ideology And superfluous dichotomy God cannot protect us all He had no intention to He could only put forth the rules The likeable conditions with regard To the way we should act Towards each other And the world around us But knowing the path And walking the path Are two completely different things Please don’t get me wrong And if you dare, accuse me of being right Faith is more powerful than anything Except for one paramount power That can never be overlooked or taken back Fate alone is all of our one true, absolute God Long before now, long before I was born My fate, just as the fate of those Inside my life and out was predefined I am here doing my part Survival has always been just a side effect Just a way to ensure that I Was here long enough to do what I must God did his part in the Garden of Eden Creation, then freedom mired by fate Ever since we have been enslaved To the decisions of beings as human as the rest Was such a thing a mistake? Even I dare not speculate upon The idea of such radicalness Are there any mistakes within fate’s plan Is there any reason to fight to survive beyond The task that we have been set to bare I am not sure, nor do I ever want to be I am just doing what I must But no longer with such a sense of urgency But rather with a feeling of redundancy… Absolute God Please don’t send me hate email, there is a God Just in my mind not the way that is mainstream Written by Keaton Foster Copyright © 2012. |