PART V: NOW IS FINALLY THE TIME
God is Love
But God knows
Love is not mild
*
Left with a heart that perpetually cries
Over all it will never realize
The more I yearn to be free
The more the screws tighten on me
*
Well may God despair of ever
Creating human souls--
Due to our Oneness
We reflect God "warts and all"
*
Let God have vengeance--
All we have is
The placebo of Grace
The fiction of Mercy
The lie of Love--
*
Where when and how
Atonement and forgiveness--
The reconciliation
And which One making
The first move--
*
We?--Co-creators?
To what vainglory do
You Lord invite us?
I don't want to create worlds--
I just to be at peace in Yours--
*
If things turn out well
It's often not to our satisfaction--
We only think we are making
God's desire our own
*
Who am I to breathe
Fire and brimstone?
Maybe I was Jeremiah
Once and still haven't learned--
Those who wish to control the world
Cannot and so--condemn it--
*
The world closes this term of sin--
Whole populations dazed with anger
With bitter axes to grind--
Bemoaning all we should have done but didn't
Or wanted to do but couldn't--
Now defeated on a crumbling edge
The world trembles in this apocalyptic clean sweep--
A New Age for sure--but first
God will clean house--and
Now is finally the time
*
There is peace
Between those
Who have no business
With each other
*
Bedraggled whore
Rouged and lit
Staggers by--
Do not mock
Or some day we'll wind up
In her briefest shorts
Wondering what we did
To deserve this
*
Let us hope God shows us mercy
Before we die of the lack of it
*
Nothing left to rage at--
No sense to anything--
Kaleidoscopes of matter
Tumble away
Revealing
No sense to anything--
Nothing...
[End of PART V.]
Content (c) 2008-2010 Philip Milito.
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