AN: This has been spinning around in my head all day - with the state the world is in now, I needed to get this out of my head and into the world. Whether you believe in God or not or are liberal or conservative, it doesn't matter. We're all on this rock ball we call Earth together.
He came to us, preaching Love.
He came to us, saying, 'Suffer the little children'.
But they are dying, Father, Father.
The little ones in their mother's wombs.
They are dying, Father, Father.
In schoolyards and classrooms.
We have failed you, Father, Father.
For we do not suffer their little voices.
He came to us and sat among the sinners.
He said to love these, the least of us.
But they are dying, Father, Father.
In the streets, by those who call them brother.
They are dying, Father, Father.
At the hands of their fathers and mothers.
It is us, Father, Father.
It is we who make these choices.
He came to us; we received Him not.
But He loved us still.
We are killing them, Father, Father.
The children and the 'sinners'.
We have murdered them, Father, Father.
With words and cruelty and cinders.
Forgive me, Father, Father.
My voice is not enough.
He came to us, preaching Love.
We ignore His word, spreading Hate.
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There is no Evil here
PoviedkyThought pieces put together as a manner of organising what happens in the world. Poetry, prose, word vomit. This is where I share stories of my perceptions of what Good and Evil are. What it means to me to have mental health issues like depression...
