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Letter To God
Dear God, Are you listening, can you hear? This world succumbing to it’s own worst fear. Face down, whispers, shedding tears; standing, shouting, fist raised, screaming, prayers; only meant to be heard by your majestic ears. All that has transpired, just a test. Stand strong, steadfast, keep the faith, put forth your very best. Lessons taught six decades; maybe a smidgen less. Doing my best to pass the test, my breaking point at best, stress. Mind whirling, heart breaking, concept distorted why I exist amidst this Godforsaken mess. Gather 100 souls ask this quest, the ten commandments can you list? Maybe ten can supply your request. Chapter 20 verses 2 through 17 Exodus. I’m gearing maybe a little less. Let"s see if I can zip lock for you to digest: There be but one God yet many fools claim this crest. Then that green God money have them beating their chest. Man made idols publicly swarmed, hornet’s nest; athletes, actors, artist of screen, stage, the mic; I swear it’s not a jest. Blasphemous the way you spill his name expressed, "that God---- thing", "I swear to God knowing you lie, showing no respect. If the Lord created in six days heaven, the earth every direction north, east, south west, then proclaimed the seventh the Sabbath a day of rest why not respect his request? Parents offspring show no respect; like unwelcome guest and yet, continue to look to them when they expect, food, money, a roof, clothes or whatever else they wish to collect. Where is the honor here I've yet to detect? Commandments six, seven, eight should have topped the list to prepare us as we dress, never forget your bullet proof vest. Taking lives like you the boss, not a second thought the cost, families, friends mourning their loss. Marriage becoming a pipe dream locked away in a hope chest; straying, swaying when under duress, love be the answer you seek not lust. Honor your vows not destroy the trust. Not your property why be pressed? It’s thievery grabbing another’s treasure chest. Against your neighbor you should not bear false witness, a multitude with no problem throw them under the bus. When man say no my God says yes, no need to desire what my neighbor possess. You may be unimpressed but the Ten Commandments I just compressed, are you prepared for the request to compose the Ten Commandment list?
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