The Neutral Man
Perhaps, I wish not to be so
important? -- to go unbeknownst...by both
God and the devil – to fall between the
cracks, of their seemingly endless, bitter war:
Of The Glorious Garden, and~ The Dastard Fall --
(One created me,
without my consultation...the other,
manipulates me, for his own evil
usurpation -- )
Alas, I must trust in some greater
plan, an unwilling participant, in the
age-old battle, between Light and Dark,
Me~ a want-to-be, Neutral Man….
(First of all, this is a poem, a story, a point of view.
Do I believe most of this? Very Little. Why then was
it written? Hoping to stimulate conversation. Conversation,
for no other reason than, this type of mental gymnastics
selfishly interests me. I do not believe that men, humanity,
are neutral participants in anything. We create all conflict,
through misuse of Free Will. What do I believe? No good
and loving God would create a world, where the tiger
must tear apart the smaller lamb in order to exist, nor would
He create human beings that must feed on other species
and things in order to survive. Prosper. What a laugh!
No All Loving God, which I firmly believe our God is,
would create, conceive of a being, like ourselves, with the
potential for error -- He, knowing some of us would
error, therefore, also created a hell – and then would condemn those
fallen to suffer fiery torment for eternity. It is unthinkable for
a truly rational, fair mind to consider such a thing. We do it
all ourselves, keep the perpetuation going, due to, the God Given,
All Powerful, continued corruption of our Free Will.)
Copyright ©
Joe Dimino
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