(Theology Poem) The Truth

The Truth

 

O’ Truth, why do we hate you so

Why do we turn our face from you

At your presence we turn and flee

Why do you frighten us to our grave

What is it about you that scares us so

 

In your light we were created

Within your love we were sustained

In your wisdom and might we grew

With your knowledge given we prospered

In your Holiness we lived without fear

 

Through the lie’s of Snakes we do now live

Now, lies and unstable ignorance we follow

The children of Devil’s now rule all the land

Divided and conquered we can now only crawl

O’ Spirit of Truth once again enter our conscience

 

Does “THE TRUTH” Depend On Who’s Truth We Listen To

Does “THE TRUTH” Depend On Who’s Truth We Listen To

 

If the truth is the truth is the truth, yet they vary, how do you know which is the truth

If my eyes and your eyes we see the same thing, yet we disagree on what was seen

When we both would double down and bet the pickup and the farm on what we saw

Both come together in peace, see where we disagree, does pure honesty begets peace

Even wise humans with best of intents misread what truth was and it came back and bit

Stalin trusted Hitler once upon a time, yet because these two men lived, millions died

Hitler knew the Brits would fall well before the Yanks in America got off her hands

FDR thought Mr Churchill nothing but an obnoxious drunken buffoon, wrong again

Even Mr Gandhi as pure a Soul of a human as any I’d think in a couple of century at least

Believed that Hindu and Islam could side by side together in harmony and peace

In January 1948 Mr Gandhi learned a sad truth, this lack of understanding cost him his life

Pure Truth will be the words the Lord speaks about us, when He is looking us in the eyes

Pure Truth, His Truth, no sliding a little to the left of the right, His Truth it is that decides

Whether we live or die it is the Lords version of Truth that decides, our final resting station