Looking out from my earthly tabernacle,
still perplexed from the depth
of my heart as to how much
we are loved by the almighty
even at our unbelievable folly
amazes me.
Allowed in his presence as
we are is amazing.
Not worthy of recognition,
by reason of sin,
yet he is mindful of man.
Among his creation,
man is the only one so confused that
they have no idea of their constitution
or who they are,
even as it is so glaring,
they still have no idea
but lived as barbebrian,
the cave men of old.
They take pride in killing as if they
were competing amongst themselves.
Nations against nations of which some have been wiped out and now no longer exists.
Building strategies to annihilate one another
with weapons of mass destruction,
shooting fellow humans in cold blood,
with such impunity and cold-hearted
without mercy and with cruelty in a
such brutal way as if nothing matters,
yet didn't achieve anything worthy of
such a senseless killing at the end.
They take pride in shading blood
and award themselves accolades
and different ranks with high sounding names.
They claimed of being more advanced yet far from it,
Not knowing that tolerance and temperance, forgiveness and love is advancement.
There is no grammar or language on this planet
or beyond the earth that can convince me that
they are not mentally deranged,
a psychopathic cold methodical machine without a heart,
a soulless one without bowels of mercies.
How can they not know that you are an embodiment of the one who made you.
You are love for the one who mold you is love.
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