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#abasement
Sometimes silence has little use. The "made white" ghost even feels silence a burden. Sirens call "them" to me. Wicked Caucasians here mostly. Is it circumstance that calls my back to be straight? Poor Caucasians drunk, violent, mischievous, or in possession. Why do we do it? Are we fed up with the powers of the world, so we lash out against what we see is their society? Is it really a lack of gratitude for the wisdom that the hand of God has dealt? For we are all equal/united in wealth, for God's wealth is in the possession of the poor and God's destitution is in the possession of the material wealthy. But if ignorant of this unity, or in doubt of it, who can help one in rebellion against God? For those who we think are more powerful, really abide by the "unity of station" where no one is exalted above another. For exaltation and righteousness is expressed in apparent abasement and wickedness. For many an outer bad deed has hidden an inner good deed. Can we not be agreed?
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Feb 4, 2021
Feb 4, 2021 at 1:00 PM UTC
Fairness of Hashem
Sin, something I shouldn’t get worked up about, But I feel that I betray you when I sin. You comfort my heart so that I feel okay to transgress. I pray for forgiveness and With some abasement felt I am still forgiven. It’s not like I’m hurting other people. Just turning to passion and desire. I see no road into the heaven of purity. It is fake to me now. It is fake because the most pure woman I know divorced me. She turned her back on me And I’m supposed to want to be pure? When will I meet a person who will treat me right Whom I can call pure? My friends are pure for lending me their ears And spending time together thinking of each other. The people that treat me the best aren’t perfect. They are just learning everyday like me Or are stuck in sin like me. I have my demons.
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Jun 11, 2014
Jun 11, 2014 at 11:56 PM UTC
Pure sin