Spirtually Imperfect
People look for spiritual meaning,
in the strangest of ways
while others are declaring
these are the end of days.
Yes, God speaks about it in the bible,
the coming of the son
but why would he just alert the few
for his plans to become undone.
I am not churchy,
Never have been
But I still believe
And of course, I do sin.
I try not to judge others,
Even if they judge me
But I am just human
And that is plain to see.
I don’t disregard my sinful side,
nor do I feel ashamed
I was made as I am
so why would I complain?
I was prompted to write this piece,
for some explanation
and though I owe you none
might this be your revelation?
People are who they are,
We are created in god’s light
and he is the only perfect one
if people get their story right.
I do not know the bible well,
nor even word for word
but I suppose I know enough
from every story heard.
So, I will end this detailed piece,
with a simple, sweet goodbye
and blessings for my new friends
whoever question why.
Copyright © Jt Nyx | Year Posted 2014
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