Being Invisible
BEING INVISIBLE (THE IRONY OF IT ALL)
There is a Battle ongoing about an
invisible Being
Each side claims the ear of the One
before whom they're kneeling
But how do they know this invisible
Being at all
How is he identifiable should someone
on him call
One combatant side has demanded no
utterance of this Being's name
Such name spoken by humans would the
name defame
Now we have two sides admitting this Entity's
invisibility
But calling out prayers to such Spirit they feel is
their duty
The combatants can't say just Who they address
Invisible, no name, the heavenly switchboard
is confused they confess
So each to the other 's Being the adversaries
were then plugged in
Who told them all "I'm thru listening because
you're all full of sin"
A further conundrum is here to unwind
A Being all seeing but invisible, and above all no Name
And one more problem to add to the game
There are invisible lines on the earth's face
These are called borders and can't be erased
Everything's invisible and these people pray
to One with no Name
With lines unseen but all over that are plain
This is as obvious as pee in the snow
They're all nuts and to hell they should go
But of course hell is an invisible place too
Their war will be settled since they never knew
which Who's fighting the other one's Who
Copyright © Elizabeth Smith | Year Posted 2015
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