It writhes my soul
when I look at them
tied and entangled
performing
dead rituals
seeking God
He lives in you
and you are
searching
everywhere else
they curse and crib
and light a candle
in front of idols
and claim
their love for god
They can't love
his creations
and they claim
to adore the Creator
He wants you
to love yourself
and thy neighbour
how can they preach
the invisible
when what they see
they do not admire
He is so misunderstood
God is so misunderstood.
About the Author
Nikita Goel
Joined: 19 Mar, 2014 | Location: , United States
I am Nikita. I can make people think and this is my superpower.Of all the words that match my personality, being a misfit is my favorite. I often find myself standing alone in the crowds, not fitting in the “societal ” standards of n...
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