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Feb 2014
Salvation.
The concept of taking orders every single day of our lives because when a body
can no longer hold its soul, when it still takes up space
but not oxygen, when it rots in the dirt
when we’re dead, we might be rewarded.
We take these orders from strange men with nice collars
who burn books and witches and reasons to live.

We memorized the phrases that would define our lives before we knew what all those big words meant.
There are children who learn these words before they can spell their own names.
what understanding
could they possibly have had
of the word
‘salvation?’

If we are all God’s children then explain the freaks.
The ones who are unfit for His glory.
God, you gave us the rainbow as a promise that you would never flood us again and
God you’re the reason I have trust issues.
God instead of sending out messengers shouting about the awful punishments in store for me because I do what you say I cannot
maybe instead you should cradle me in your divine arms and tell me nothing in this universe could make you stop loving me because after all
I’m who you made it for.
forgive me father for I have loved.

God,
My theory’s that there’s a reason we scream your name in bed,
“oh, satan” isn’t quite the same.
and God where did Lucifer learn all of his evil from? casting him out of heaven didn’t erase him; no matter how low an apple falls turns out it still won’t be far from the tree.
why, speaking of apples, were you so angry when eve gained knowledge? why wouldn’t she trust a snake when the duties of woman are to listen to long, hard things that tell them what to do?
God, were you afraid of the questions we would ask?

God, are you afraid of us?
For all my blasphemy I am afraid of you.

God we outlined you in scripture and filled you in with blood
and even if you were not what made us
we made you.

Still, we don’t all qualify for your love, your salvation?
You gave us free will but couldn’t deal with the consequences.

God, if I can look you in the eye and tell you
I am not ashamed,
why can’t you look back when you call me an abomination?

Salvation is not a one-sided conversation.
Written by
Bex
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