Amused He May Be

One can not destroy truth.
Some attempt to diminish its effectiveness...
With the hopes that fresh lies told,
Will overwhelm truth.
And make it go away!
With repeated creative embellishments.
To convince with gained attention meant.

Telling a lie,
Eventually...
Is something one wished not done.
Especially when God gets involved!
To solve confusions.
Giving those who tell them...
Those adorning them fast to mask...
Every opportunity to correct themselves.

Yet,
Liars who say they believe in God...
Looked surprised and shocked,
By the consequences God makes them pay...
For believing this 'Deity' is just referenced,
In a book!
With scriptures to read and to say.

If God can make a tree...
Do not believe lies coming from lips,
Are not heard!
Even from those professing themselves...
With the best of self righteousness.
As if they become protected...
Behind quotes and verses learned.

Yet folks will get on their knees,
To beg for gifts, forgiveness...
And wishes to come true.
As if God does not punish!
But follows through like a Santa Claus.
Exhausted from midnight deliveries!

I've been made to awaken from my unconciousness.
Dazed but saved from my self centered insanity.

Read those Bibles folks!
God has commanded total cities to be destroyed...
If He is not loved first and obeyed.
God can become crazed with jealousy!
He has already warned...
'Do 'NOT' worship any God before Me! '

And you can pray as much as you want.
However...
The Master is not on the side of deceivers.
Amused He may be!
But not one bit pleased!

And God has left evidence.
Sent messengers.
Brought some close to death.
Tried to shock some to mend their ways.
Taken away their gifts He has delivered.
And had them screaming in pain and grief.
Yet still many do not accept...
These acts are the creations of God!

They would love to believe,
This Deity approves their deceptions.
However...
Those are the limitations,
Use by those demonized...
To inflict wickedness for thrills.

And even those addicted to 'crack'...
Know there is nothing thrilling,
About a slow death one does not expect.
Or accept...
When a punishment is administered.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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