Take what you will from this poem, is it pro God or not, depend on the reader I'd say. |
- Upon The Shoulders of God- by Keaton Foster There A man Standing Looking Pointing Outward Not inward He is no king Just a fool Just a tool Selling a product Demanding payment Tidings for passage To where No place That I’m going No destination That I’ll be knowing Upon the shoulders of God He stands That man The one selling The one yelling Buy this merchandise Purchase this artifact The price is your soul The fee all of your gold Nothing less Will of course be accepted He further adds I don’t make the rules I don’t assign these fees I do nothing But what God commands His will is mine Just as it should be yours And of course Fools stand in droves Those thick As well as thin skinned Those weak As well as those strong Purpose, reason Affliction, dereliction All of it matters none To God and the man Selling his wares I am no fool At least that’s what I say At least on this day I won’t know Not for sure Until my death And after that I won’t be telling Not another soul I’ll pay something Will it be right now Or much later on I continually wonder But I won’t act I flat out refuse Freewill is perfect By both design And flaw There A man Standing Looking Pointing Outward Not inward He is no king Just a fool Just a tool Does he really work for God Does his employment matter Would that change What it is he is doing And how hard It is that he is selling Upon the shoulders of God He stands Spouting off wisdom Meant for idiots Dressed sort of like heretics Always playing their parts An ongoing performance Faking with the saints Looks good on a t-shirt But does not translate well Into any written word This is no mockery But rather hyperbole Chatter and noise Relentlessly applied Annoyances for you Those capable Of what I’m not Those just like the man Standing Upon the shoulders of God Does it all make sense Sense is never required Belief is easily inspired The man knows Without any question What it is he is doing Me I’m really not sure And quite frankly At this point and place I’m ok with that… Upon The Shoulders of God Written by Keaton Foster Copyright © 2014. |