Dogma!

God what a wonderful dilemma,

Would you know, if you had him in ya,

What kind of God, you’d think he’d be,

Had the guts to think, be free,

I know my God doesn’t threaten, tries,

Only, just give me good advice,

An intercession does not need,

If his voice I heed,

Yet many all around,

Doing intercessions, a job have found,

Tell me, what he said, or not,

Their truth, is the truth from God

Eons of superstitious fears,

To many, to count the years,

Voice in speech, and books have found,

God fearing folks to haunt,

My God says, fear is not what I want,

Piety before me flaunt,

But love, and respect long overdue,

That’s what I want from you,

In the air you breathe, in every leaf

There I am, in brief,

You feel me in your hearts response, and cry,

When you ask for questions why,

Not hard to find me, see my creations,

I created with elation,

Love and honour all, that which I made,

Then I, from you, will not escape

11/02/2008