Snail Crossing.... (Part Ten)

when you wrap god up
in a colorless box,
filled with fear, judgement,
and prejudice...
a box that can only be held
by people just like you,
on special occasions,
and with ulterior motives...
you make god the weapon
of your own ignorance!
you dont own god!

poem by Eric Cockrell
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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