Who Is This God You Serve?
You feed and live on lies and malice
Deception is the cloak you wear so elegantly
The crisp white robes, expensive suits or
The everyday clothes of the working class
Your hands... your blood-stained hands you wash
‘It is clean’ you think because you cannot see
Your eyes, they are sealed! Blind to the simple truths!
At meals you sit in the company of your cohorts
Devouring dreams and futures of the young
You breathe the foul stench of murderous deeds
Unending cries of the dead echo through the universe
Reaching high to the throne of the one Creator
Who is this god that you serve?
Under cover of night at clandestine forums you speak
In villages, towns and cities where poverty strangles
Where hatred, intolerance are inherent
Where vulnerable young men and women, beguiled
Brainwashed to hate and destroy their own lives
In light of day in the presence of strangers
Your words flow free like fresh golden honey
Rich and thick with lies and deception
Making incredible promises you could never deliver!
From lips perverse and pregnant with deceit
And who is this god you serve?
You may attempt to hide what is written in your heart
'Though quite often you succeed, yet never without a struggle
For truth and light are "alive" and will not be buried forever!
In this universe created out of order, be assured, there is an appointed day
When all men will give account for the time spent here on earth
The enemy, you claim, is anyone unlike you
Whether it be !in color, religion or race or whatever!
Stop! We would all do well to look deep within,
Past that mirrored image is you... your "enemy"
The one who murders with intent
Who is this god that you serve?
Who is this ‘god’ that you serve so diligently
This ‘god’ that requires mere mortals kill one another
On his behalf, and to accomplish what goals?
Implicitly I believe in the One true God
Who made everything out of nothing but His Word!
Who forbids pride, greed, hatred, lies and murder!
Who still, by the way, stays His mighty hands
Being desirous that no man should perish
His Word has gone out and will not return void
Patiently he's waiting our repentance,
Rest assured He will not wait forever!
Copyright © Audrey Haick | Year Posted 2009
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