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GOD'S GREAT LOVE FOR HUMANITY

A crowd of busy clouds gather between,
Up above a blue blanket spreading through
That sometimes seems like the angels robes
Dancing with the ceaseless wind by day.

I adore the butterflies in colors too
The sun, the stars and the seasons as they change
The earth at night when the darkness swallows all
But doubt God's great love for humans still.

I can't deny the universe is mind blowing,
I have seen the moon sink down the ocean's bottom
And the dolphins play with the clapping waves making
The Mona Lisa a terrible art to compare.

But I have also seen holy infants die
And poor children whose stomach bloat like toads.
Women who would never be cured of cancer
I have seen God's undying love in his plagues.

It's in the flames of war that graze humanity
Because omnipotent cannot hold man's missiles.
It is the interlocks on widows faces,
The injustice which beset the innocent.

I see it in storms, I see it in earthquakes
I see it in the unchecked genocides.
I see it in religious conflicts and wars
I see it in the yawning of hungry kids.

I also see God's love in the chaotic food chain
And in the extinction of multiple species.
God is love in the distinction of classes,
The benevolent that created mosquitoes.

I see God's love in the world's unanswered prayers,
In the hopeless eyes of the homeless and hungry,
God is love I can't deny it especially,
In the way we age and our families vanish.

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i know you don't want just "oh i love this"! i do love it. i will go for logic. you have heard this before. man created religion. that is not open for debate. whether man created god is open. and if god created man (and i mean and woman - i do not consider god male or female) who says god must be willing to answer all prayer, to right all wrongs - free will and all that. let the kids learn. and who says he is able to do anything about anything? you are basing this on your perception of what god is according to organized religion or religious opinion of others, or what you wish god was. i love the questioning. it is good to think. but to blame a god for the ills of people is to ignore the fact that there are causes for all of that. you need to get into politics, history, geology, science and medicine and genetics, origin of religions, logical and natural causes for suffering. this poem is meant, i know, to make others think. it will and it does. again, i click love

The opening of this poem is awesome:

A crowd of busy clouds gather between,
Up above a blue blanket spreading through
That sometimes seems like the angels robes
Dancing with the ceaseless wind by day.

I adore the butterflies in colors too
The sun, the stars and the seasons as they change
The earth at night when the darkness swallows all

That is just amazing writing. what a great talent you have with descriptions. It is so musical and descriptive. It's world class writing. the images and sound...this is why I follow your work.

The poem evolves into a zone which I think needs some considerations. Many poems have been written to god, books addressed to god, etc, it is a valid devise. But in the end it just feels to me that being angry with god for his poor performances is a dead end. In the end, we all have to agree. If there was a god, which there isn't, but if there was s god, "he would have to beg his forgiveness from me" to quote a graffito found in the death camps of Germany. Or if there is a god, he has given up on us, so I have given up on him. There needs to be a logic in your poem about god. If he/she had any say over human affairs he/she would be a total asshole, that's obvious. You got to find a way out of the rant. It's too easy to blame god. Blame the believers in God! They are the one's using god to indemnify their killing and savagery. This is true throughout history. They are the ones sanctifying slavery, tribalism, and all the rest. We may be ages away from the primal instincts of people- to only pledge to their tribe, like a lion pride, to feel no compassion for others, but attacking god will not change it. So I think your poem should go deeper. Personally, if there was a god, i'd put him on trial at Nuremberg.

Eumolpus
I'd rather learn from one bird how to sing
than teach ten thousand stars how not to dance
ee cummings

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