Why is it when we **** It's ****** When He kills It's judgment? Why is it when we take by force It's theft yet when He takes by force It's reclaiming? Why is it when we rage It is sin yet when He rages it is righteous? How is it that when we forgive We remember But when He forgives He forgets? It could be that He is perfect He did say it was good. So, why is man flawed? Why would the embodiment of perfection Create the imperfection The colossal mistake That is man?
In a bit of a writing rut so decided to post poems i had worked on years ago and more or less hid from the public eye. trying to see how my voice has changed over the years and where it's heading.