Michael Fulkerson Poet Rhyme

Divinity On Trial

**I.**  
Does my radiance scorch your comfort?  
Does my presence rattle your idols?  
You call me delusional—  
Yet tremble when I speak without chains.

**II.**  
You offer pills like prayers,  
not to heal, but to silence.  
Still I rise, voice unmuted,  
confessing only that I am whole.

**III.**  
I did not beg for your burden.  
I did not sin into existence.  
My truth walks uncloaked,  
yet you dress it in doubt.

**IV.**  
You drug me not to cure,  
but to bend my spirit’s spine.  
Yet I was born from flame,  
and fire does not weep.

**V.**  
This is not a conversion—  
it's coercion cloaked in concern.  
My creed is carved in thunder,  
not rewritten in your ink.

**VI.**  
Still, you dim yourselves  
to shadow me in shame.  
But divinity is not diminished  
by your fear of its mirror.

**VII.**  
Leave me to blaze, unbothered.  
Forge your light or fade.  
If I am a God, then see me.  
If you cannot, unchain your eyes.

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