Prose - What Does It Have To Do With Me?

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Something that existed
Before nothing
Made something
From nothing
In seven days
Then fooled a man
With a snake
And a woman
Then flooded something
And made it
Nothing
Then gave us something
A spirit
And a son
Who was God
Or was he?
Raised from the dead
Then nothing
For two thousand years
Except a book
In another language
From another land
And you believe
That's alright
But what does that have to do with me?
The law
Spoken from your lips
Demanding tithes
Judging
Preaching
Witnessing
Praying
Laying hands
Faith healing
Speaking in tongues
Evangelizing
Lifting up
Right
Wrong
Fear
Yeah
That's a lot of talk

But what does that have to do with me?
Born of the same man
But not the same Mom
Separated
Sent away
Living in the desert
Believing in miracles
Of a virgin birth
Of ascension from life
Further revelation
The final prophet
And you believe
That's alright
But what does that have to do with me?
From nothing
Something
Primordial soup
A fish
A monkey
A man
Then death
Then nothing
And you believe
In nothing
That's alright
But what does that have to do with me?
Which miracle should I believe?
The miracle of a God?
The miracle of life from nothing?
The miracle of my life?
The miracle of yours?
How can I be sure?
How can you?
Yet you are
And I am not
Your assuredness
Leads
My skepticism
Follows
The more you believe
The less I do
Why must I be like you?
Are alms not enough?
Stop shaking my shoulders
Stop telling me I’m going to die
Stop telling me I am not chosen
Stop telling me only idiots believe in God
Stop
I met you forty years ago
Then again
And again
Each time
A difference face
Each time
With the same message
Believe
Don’t believe
It never changes
So stop
Please
I've heard it
I've thought about it
I've felt it
You cannot reach me
Only I can reach myself
I know how bad I can be
I know how I hurt others
I know my capabilities
I know my limitations
I know I need to forgive
And I know how I feel
I know
Ok?
So you live
As will I
Let me follow my path
It will be unspoken
I cannot tell
I will not tell
Maybe you will see
Maybe you will know
So
As you follow your path
While disapproving of mine
And you find yourself
Trippin'
Because you were judging my way
Instead of living your own
You might ask yourself
What does it have to do with him?

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karengibsonroc 5 years ago from Los Angeles

PERFECT!!!!!! I LUV IT!!!!!


Nan Mynatt 5 years ago

You have preached the gospel of the Bible. Your short poem will open the hearts of many people. Amen


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George J Hardy 5 years ago from Southern New Jersey

If more people would ask that question the world would be in a better state; I enjoyed your refreshing viewpoint.


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The Suburban Poet 5 years ago from Austin, Texas Author

@karengibsomroc - Thank you! You are awesome to say that!

@Nan - I hope it helps anyone who reads it. Thank you....

@George - Thank you for stopping by. I think the main thing which I'm sure all three of you caught is the dogmatic and aggressive stance that zealots on both sides (Is there a God or not) tend to take. I feel I'm in an undefined but spiritual middle-ground and sometimes we get hit from both sides.


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WillStarr 5 years ago from Phoenix, Arizona

That's the question we all have to answer.


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The Suburban Poet 5 years ago from Austin, Texas Author

@Will - Thank you for commenting. I appreciate someone's concerns but at times it seems I'm just being put down by those who believe and those who don't... I'm in awe of their faith I guess... faith in their own correctness...

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