We've all been brought up to indirectly follow a grand deceiver,
Souls swept up similar to a frisbee and Golden Retriever.
A faith that never materialised like Ill Na Na 2: The Fever.
This journey has wild moments and tests by one teacher,
Nutritious parables and psalms that are fed to an eater.
Middle name is in the good book, Matthew, not Peter.
Humans hate each other, that's not a pleasant feature.
Can only do my best God, from believer to Redeemer.
-
Author:
Shaunmatthewcpoetry (
Online) - Published: September 30th, 2026 02:00
- Category: Unclassified
- Views: 1

Online)
To be able to comment and rate this poem, you must be registered. Register here or if you are already registered, login here.