New Poem

This blog is so random and I talk about nearly everything but I love it and that is why I am who I am. Awesomely random. This poem doesn't really reflect how I feel about God because I am a Roman Catholic with a pretty strong faith, but this does express many of the questions I have had throughout my life and frustrations.



We cannot escape
The predetermined fate
That the Lord up above has set.
If there is a God,
He who is “almighty and high,”
Is it okay for him to let his children cry,
All those who don’t have fathers by their side.
Believe what you’re taught,
Be the way our four fathers sought.
Prepare for Jesus Christ’s return,
Tell your five year old
If he sins, he’ll burn.
Don’t worry about problems persisting,
If God were real,
Would AIDs be existing?
There is no justice to the core,
If there were
WHY the Genocide in Darfur?
Your Eucharistic homilies
Cannot save the world’s economies.
Nor the young girls who want to die,
Thinking Mr. Right was a nice guy.
Now they wear bruises on milky skin,
Remembering what they thought would have been.
But why do we not have the say,
How we decide to pray,
Or if we want to be gay.
Individuality is supposed to be okay,
As long as it is not in the priest’s dismay.
Why cannot we believe
That maybe Jesus Christ was NEVER conceived.
Confession may be humiliation,
But is it more important than exploitation?
Who knew pride and honor is so demanding,
Than the need for abolitionists versus child trafficking is outstanding!
While Love146 is saving dreams now flawed.
Where is this “Almighty” God?
Didn’t year hear?
Human trafficking is the second biggest crime in YEARS!
But maybe it is more bearable than rape,
Even though these children have slim chances to escape.
Meanwhile the soldiers get their pleasures,
Taking advantage of female comrades no matter the measures.
But don’t fret,
God gives us the choice to turn,
Forget.
Perfection in the future,
Parents will not hit
But nurture.
Terrorism will be a thing of the past,
Osama Bin Laden will be found at last!
So Almighty God
Bless this earth.
But truth be told
I had more faith in Bush
Than lies this old.
If you believe in these words,
Tellings from the book,
I’m not saying you are wrong.
I just have a different outlook.
So if we are destined for an eventual fate,
Believe the proclamations you make,
Fidelity is hidden inside,
And today faith is blind.