Of course he taught his own ways…

XI
amen
i say to you
gross words resound within
your heart, tainted by faith in who
and Him
He who
knows no limit
in his teachings of old
and of course he taught his own ways
how to
of course
he was no bad
man in his life to be
and his teachings were almost true
sometimes
can now
you only he
knows what who is the now
in all ways why the universe
is done

XII
envy swallows whole the universe and
i am at a loss for what to say
who can ever hear me anyway?
i’ve stood not on Earth but on sands
of time, where i’ve claimed my land
all through the eternal day
as the planets and stars begin to sway
but still i’m with my land, there i stand
what un-creation is this, a fake?
what is our lifeblood, our soul?
what did it take to make
this place? a void of life, a hole
what kind of creator wants our lives to take
a long road of suffering to fulfill his role?

XIII
how many times will i ask this-
will all of my questions go unanswered?
one thousand times one thousand
times every ant on Earth

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  • nutuba on Jan 23, 2009

    Very thought-provoking! You ask about suffering, but without suffering would there be joy? Without stress and calamity, would there be peace? Without sorrow, would we recognize the love that our Creator has for us? Anyway, I love the flow of your poetry!

  • Darren Goad on Jan 25, 2009

    Well done my friend. This is a good manageble chunk ;-) . You hit on very profound themes. With each stanza I wonder who the speaker is… Will I find out? Who knows…. Keep it up.

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