04-28-2020, 07:09 AM
A deserved divinity
Does a God need gas and air
to carry the agony of a second degree tear,
are pain and suffering prerequisites
for the right to be worshiped?
I always thought my miracles would be
instantaneous with a serene
wave of an unseen hand, but creation
is dragged from the battlefields.
Bloody and bandaged stretchered
and stitched, the clink of steel
clamps and the moaning of the sick,
I waited for shock to throw its stone.
As the world was lifted into my arms
he wept at my hand, vowed to follow
our every step and breath together,
a promise he will keep forever and ever.
Does a God need gas and air
to carry the agony of a second degree tear,
are pain and suffering prerequisites
for the right to be worshiped?
I always thought my miracles would be
instantaneous with a serene
wave of an unseen hand, but creation
is dragged from the battlefields.
Bloody and bandaged stretchered
and stitched, the clink of steel
clamps and the moaning of the sick,
I waited for shock to throw its stone.
As the world was lifted into my arms
he wept at my hand, vowed to follow
our every step and breath together,
a promise he will keep forever and ever.
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