Straight Talk

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Submitted: May 24, 2018

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Submitted: May 24, 2018




The Philosophy Behind Religions

The universe to serve your Deity comes with various personal decisions

Ancient of Days, Father/Abba, Most High, Elohim, El-Shaddai, Yahweh, Allah, God, Jehovah and Adonai, and Abba just to name a few

Whenever you kneel and pray, it’s your King, you give spiritual credence too

If one’s soul yearns to get to a heavenly resting place

Then one must find a way on earth to remain humble among falling grace

If so, then why are we separated by gradations of who we pray to on our knees

Spiritual enlighten doesn’t come with certain elements of insensitive degrees

Isn’t the common goal is to get to heaven, for me, as well as for you

Can you imagine the Creator sifting through earth, weaning out the wretched fools

No stipulations must be found to exercise earthly love

Slaughters of the innocence, Suicide bombings, Polygamy, nothing to make light of

Certainly that creed of the mind is not ordained from above

Separatism in the Bible have been centuries foretold

Roman, Jerusalem, stone cities once patrolled

Pontius Pilate and Caiaphas doctrines consoled

Laws dictated to the masses to control

Son of Father nailed who was sent to save lost souls

Found in a land once in time

Rulers preferred to incorporate blind eyes

The greater evil’s demise, forgiven, stepped aside to all, a surprise met with loud outcries

Preaching perfection

World peace and healing affirmations, non-discriminatory in selections

Three days of resurrection

In remembrance, is now our benediction from the blood of spiritual rejection

The foundation of spiritual awareness is its connection

Hittites, Girgashites, Amorites, Canaanites, Perizzites, Hivites, and the Jebusites

All had Heaven within their sights

Centuries later, of a world deemed old

The Ten Commandants is what the masses has now reap to sow

Land wars over grounds to claim, makes one go insane

Does it matter to anyone, no one controls the sun, the moon, or the rains

Bombs bursting in air

Tears, confusion, in the name of religious despair

It never gave truth through the night

Not unless we hold hands, peace is won through religion fights

That our flag was still there

Surrender your soul, only God’s words we should adopt to care

Atheists, within your mental rights

I cannot ever fathom your daily plights

Free falling without a net

But hey, that’s your dogma, and I really could care less, no disrespect

However, had we met

Out of water, God’s Angel stood among us, one drop to live, yet

Who gets the first quench to live and let

I’m still here, thank God not there

Someone else has went below thirsty, their self-created eternal nightmare

Ten Commandments, live by them

Religion matters, but then again

Too much discord, discrimination, and racial injustice in the name of sin

Strike that concept

It’s their kind of hatred they have learned to accept

Love, Love, Love

The only word practiced down here, and accepted above


Poem taken from The Flow of My Heart to You, III

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