my life without god
upon it's god do mankind's burdens fall
thru ageless wars borne in the name of god
the awakening of some, as if from sleep,
now for solace they shall turn within about this poem: the first written line of this poem was 'where god's commandments are dear enough to keep/but god himself has fallen from their grace". it came to me one night while reading the website of an athens community leader, who happens to be a devout christian. it's one of my favorites
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by rhiannon macgregor
and bring surcease to legions of their ills
yet those for whom their is no god to call
rely upon the strength of their own will
and in their solitude they find the way
to know the sun will rise another day
and murders done beneath his 'holy' name
there were those yet who thought it fairly odd
and that god's plan and man's were not the same
and with their voices ultimatelly quelled
man's 'campaign of god' was thus propelled.
uplifted them to an enlightened place
where god's commandments are dear enough to keep
but god himself has fallen from their grace
brought low by man's rendition of his love
for guidance they no longer look above
and live their lives according to their faith
that no man can nor does know more of 'him'
than faeries dancing 'round, and ghostly wraiths
and we shall know in time whose path was best
when we all seek our final earthly rest