Man And God

Man And God short poem

Uploaded by Ivan Brooks Sr.

When man mortal with a title
Becomes vile and self righteous
He walks around with the Bible
Holy acts and all sacrilegious
Carrying LBGQT rainbow banners
Hailing the devil’s temporal empire
Accomplished false pretenders
Adorned in bright priestly attire
Those revered by man mortal
Who himself discovered religion
But have lost God Himself in total
God the grandmaster of creation,
Who made everything in days
And created mankind in his image
When man transgressed in fleshly ways
He taped Agape love to the damage
And for himself, God created mankind
Then for mankind, God was created
For mere control and mastermind
And to do this the world was reinvented
By man because he wants to play God
But lacks God’s divine omniscience
So man can’t become his own overlord
Bless the limitation of his intelligence .

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