My god is not your God

My god is not your God

whose revelations split the masses

A message made exclusively 

for those with golden glasses

To deem those few ears worthy

above all else for sacred breath

is to ignore the sheer dimension

of this unions breadth and depth

My god is not your God

for yours was built with human hands

A narrow vision cast upon

the falling of the sands

A songbird kept inside a cage

of human shaped desires

Locked inside the flames that free

upon the funeral pyres

My god is not your God

for yours has grown a taste for blood

An eyeless, toothless creature

growing fat with every flood

A love of strict conditions,

archaic rule book of the heart,

with the flag of vengeance flying

high above your Lords rampart

My god is not your God

converting heathens with the sword

A flock recruited by the steel

becomes another horde

Tightening gloves of doctrine,

toe to toe inside the ring

And when Gods bicker like children

just what message does it bring ?

Reviews

[Amanda Granger]

This is wonderful. I love the repetition at the beginning of each stanza, and the rhyme scheme, not to mention the subject matter! The last two lines are spot on, and the second to last stanza...wow! Powerful from beginning to end--you really are a talented writer. Thank you so much for sharing. :)