Roof Missing Poet Rhyme

The Great Conceit

If you are someone who WON’T compromise values,
Then tell me my friend how this makes you a saint?
For Bible, the Holy Book, you claim to worship,
Proclaims to the faithful that we all have taint!

Humility, brother love, mark of a Christian,
If you’re sure you’re in the right how is that you?
And different ideas suggest something’s fuzzy,
If you won’t discuss them, you’re no brother too.

Hypocrisy always the mark of the fallen
And judgement temptation of devil himself,
Though sad, disagreement with brother, not world’s end
And compromise good way to move off the shelf.

Could Tea Party leaders be truly satanic?
Self-justification can send you to Hell,
Our take on the Bible can never be Gospel
And questioning God sign you’re faithful as well!

The Bible says faith is the stairway to heaven
But claims you’ve no doubts suggest your faith is dead!
God’s Grace is not earned but the gift of Christ Jesus
Your pride in His gift must not go to your head.


Long Tooth
July 16, 2016

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David Smith July 17, 2016 at 10:00 PM You raise points using good poetry. I'm not a preacher so will not preach. We all have doubts, even the devout so you are right about temptation. Thanks for comment. I live and let live. We all have free will. I pray that somehow we chose to not judge or belittle other beliefs. Saints are hard to come by as they have to forgive the unforgivable. Keep up your poetry. You use words well. Best regards, David from NZ Roof Missing July 18, 2016 at 10:14 AM May God bless our desire to live in His word and forgive us when we feel entitled to impose our interpretation of Bible on others. Roof Missing July 18, 2016 at 10:13 AM It is hard to witness one's faith to others without sounding like a preacher, but I try hard in my poetry not to set myself apart from my reader, or speak in a way that says I am superior. We all are sinners and commit all sins in my understanding. I am so stressed now and concerned about my country because of good people who refuse to compromise politically with others and think that this is virtuous behavior.