Before God`s Grace
After a mournful funeral
My soul was summoned before God`s throne
Bewildered, abject and all alone
uncertain of my sins to be atoned
God disclosed in harshly rhymes
All my guiltless crimes
'So Mr. John
You claimed that sin is nothing but ignorance*
Followed that old fellow of Renaissance*
What I revealed unto Mortal minds
Are desperate thoughts of Hearts` confined?
Those sacred letters to you were hoaxed
Just for gentles to coax'
'You were blamed from a Satan`s clan
And was rude upon my Holy man
You have had an evil spirit John
So was vexed weird and wan'
I, John as humble as dust
Raised and phrased like thus
'Almighty! I had never lost faith in you
Let me confess what was true'
You made me born free
But was enchained by heaven decree
I wished to say my heart
But my lips were sealed and soul apart'
You said my laws are unchanged
But thy blessed one`s made them estranged'
If those were not suited me so
Should not be taken as low?
'Those were not thy Holy words
Revealed unto mortal soul
But some evil in disguise sacked the whole'
Thus my anguish spake in my silly rhymes
I was ranked with old Faustus prime
And thy true love was taken as crime'
'Mercifully gracious O my Lord
Unveil thy Mercy and Grace Sublime
Beyond every space and time
Poet's Notes about The Poem
three things that shape man`s mind, culture and religion i.e. First instinct(genetic) 2nd emotions(environment) and 3rd intellect(studies) , theses three stimuli lead him to either catastrophe or Heaven.
little bit twisted the Faustus theme.
requested your grace to read it critically and dropp your valued comments.
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