'' The Human Lives To Deceive '' Poem by Bri Mar

'' The Human Lives To Deceive ''



If I can't tell God,
Where I think he's gone wrong,
Without worrying about seeing him later,
His concept is fraud,
Is he that headstrong,
He acts like a brutal dictator.

To rule by fear,
Is totally bizarre,
Does the one he calls Satan exist?
To Hell disappear,
Does leave a scar,
From threats, he needs to desist.

The free will he granted,
Means some will sin,
For others, it's with greed they are driven,
Those seeds God planted,
Lie deep within,
Is it possible they'll be forgiven?

If in his image we're made,
Is that only in looks,
Or could it be it also in mind,
What he has forbade,
Is cooking the books,
To his killings are we supposed to be blind.

Religion means threats,
If you refuse to obey,
Do so and your soul won't be saved,
Don't have regrets,
Even they go astray,
Some preachers can be very depraved.

To affirm or not,
Should be a personal choice,
Who needs blackmail to make you believe,
Heavenly or Hot,
Is for you to voice,

'' The Human Lives To Deceive ''

Monday, February 5, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: religions
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
The differences between fantasy and reality are intertwined in the human psyche, is it any wonder we are so intent on destroying each other.
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