God

God © Ben Burton 4-21-2015 Some seize a belief and try to fit The model to the mold they've built With seven billion in the ring Consuming doubt, assuming schemes Yet, does not change the narrative Bequeathed as life's most precious gift From many who were disinclined And sought not what their hearts would find Outside the city, flogged and slain Gave witness to a counter claim None viewed as fake when met their eyes That, although dead, could also rise If phantom faith predates the souls Where fallen angels seized control Of earthly countenance in sin Foreshadowed Who, What, Where, and When While lending credence to the Word Revealing what was merely heard Whence from a devil's vile intent Should once more serve as testament Still, great debates are raging full From extant cross to temporal Belief in God does not exist But was, will be, and always is