ABout God

About God By David N. Donihue Respected for his inventions Feared in response to his documents Loved in response to a hatred of the world Denied in response to a hatred of the world Praised so the vocalist may trust in something other than himself Spited so the scribe can believe nothing is stronger than he Sought after for emotional stability Blamed for the actions of the emotionally unstable Tested by those too fearful to measure themselves Advocated by those looking to rebrand themselves with someone else’s purity Desired by all in the heart yet admitted to by just a fraction His hands stretch down through empty skies Touching those who allow it Caressing those who refuse to be made fools of by feeling it And as his fingertips tingle with yearning for those who He created He screams when we feel pain He smiles when we feel pleasure He feels love when we receive him And we feel at home, when we allow Him to receive us I have felt his arms late at night I have felt his breath in the morning His presence can be felt amongst the rumblings of man It moves through like molecules on a mission Like energy thrashing the air And as you stand in the valley of the shadow of depth You see nothing but evil You feel nothing but reactions But then as you turn away from the analysis of the maddened room And stop battling the misprojected frustrations of the men who expect the world to be as pure as He who created it And mindlessly turn from their screeching and your reactions And just feel his breath His presence The lack of words are the wisest ones you will ever hear And the emotion that runs tandem, is reason enough to love in return ©opyright 2023 David N Donihue All Rights Reserved