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Poems

My Way of Life

He doesn’t care, He hates me, He doesn’t exist.

Common misconceptions are derived from pain

Disappointment and anger brew within humans

From pain we lash out, but it’s misplaced,

He cares, He is love, He is life.

My discipleship isn’t blind faith, it isn’t false hope, it isn’t stupidity or naivety

My discipleship is perceptive faith, it is trust, it is wisdom and enlightenment

My belief doesn’t bind me or confine me; it intertwines with me, defining me.

He doesn’t have any ill-intent.

Evil has a name, and it isn’t His.

When there is light, there is also darkness

Out of the absence of light, darkness was created,

With end of days, darkness will vanish, but until then, it remains.

The next time you try and curse Him, remind yourself who is truly to blame

It is not He, look within pain and you will find the face of malice, it is the adversary.