God's Confusion- a Poem
By Tony DeLorger © 2011
At last, I have found God!
He was under the couch the whole time,
hiding, pretending he was invisible.
Like a child, closing his eyes and disappearing,
he just sat there ignoring my quest,
not understanding my need for answers.
I’m sure he sometimes just stares at me,
wondering how he could have overestimated me.
I’m just like all the others, searching in all the wrong places,
creating lies to support my own agenda.
I know he’s disappointed, disillusioned with me,
trying to find solace in all those icons,
Jesus, Mohammad, Buddha and all the rest.
Empty vessels of self-importance, idolised and made holy,
to propagate the unreality of human understanding.
How arrogant he must see me, worshipping false idols,
writing holy scripture in his name.
Religion is so self-serving and divisive,
finding differences and discord to qualify a competitive nature.
God is so confused, throwing his hands up with frustration,
He must surely despise me for what I’ve done,
Ignoring the divine within me and inventing external idols.
The irony is the answers have all been written in our own writings,
Our own projection of what God wants.
We have proved the divine is already within,
awaiting recognition and acceptance of our origins.
How long must we fight one another for truth,
when truth is neither the resolution of war nor any conflict?
How long must we externalise God into something acceptable,
rather than see it within us.
God is confused, and until we can understand,
he will remain under the couch, eyes clenched tightly closed,
awaiting an improbable resolution.
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