What I held hostage, You had in Escrow

God can be a Person if you see the Universe that way,
There's nothing scientifically wrong about that;
I find it an admirable proposition.

Was it my proclivity for empathy?
Or... some "grave wrong" I'll "find out" when I die
Will I find out I was a fissure, and death is the just filler?
Is it balance or anarchy that reigns the nests and deserts?

I hold it possible that our steeper senses of justice, too
Are "rightly" worth considering. Anything is possible.
And yet, at any turn, we can be shown to be "wrong."

But they say sin is just fodder for a new flower.

I was never ready to forfeit, these "angels" are my buttress