I've been distracted of late
In a little debate
About who is number one.
It's strange to me, how people see, him only as the son.
They quote verse after verse to make their claim
To me it's rather odd
That they can't see, that he may be, the glory of His Father God...
Anyway, there's this to say; to me he's number one.
He has the right, and all the might;
For everything he's done.
So, if he is the number two, what is that to me and you?
Only he can relinquish the crown.
So hear: I sit; with him; to wit:
And think about the clowns..
It's a little sad, I shouldn't judge
We reap what we sow
So I repent
If, I am not sent
To whisper from the ground.
-
Author:
Valiantstar (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: February 5th, 2025 03:09
- Category: Unclassified
- Views: 13
- Users favorite of this poem: Cheeky Missy
Offline)
Comments3
Great write
Nicely put there 👑
Your up early
Got up to splash the boots when I realised I didn’t have them on!
A fun religious philosophical debate well worded in poetic form.
It's a serious subject to me, that gives me a laugh along the way.
Keep up the good work
To be able to comment and rate this poem, you must be registered. Register here or if you are already registered, login here.