God’s House is all-knowing - His followers seek love, salvation, and peace - a poem. |
An amalgam of heavenly, beautiful, And tragic claims; Righteous bodies stationed above The indigent transformation Of healthy mergers - A beastly rhetoric bears the congenital fruits; And a supplanted series mocks The uniform strata with official evil… Exotic, explicit mentions Of an overlooked remembrance Catapult the closure with rudimentary manners - Their bat-twisted blows rollick And blister the white and red stitched sphere With modern aptitude; Cold assurances produce a lack of accountability; An accelerated, teasing fling Shall befall the edge-seeking, speed-changing, Deceptively ranging throws Toward an ultimately desired And decimated home location… Fires once lit extend for a few batters, Then become vanquished, If the talent on the staff of arms Is clued in to the heroic challenge… Chalk and coaching is forever shown to profit From not gazing in the mirror - A plus is certainly a minus, as well, For the length of the battle… God is mightier than a glorified stadium Full of lightening-quick fans; The mission of humanity Spills into the spirited and gated clarity - Peace of mind drills part and parcel Through the gaveled import of educated And fearful collections; And love will save him and her With a trip to the house of worship, With knees bent, Praising The Sweet Lord And His Almighty Glory!! |