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"A God We've Created"
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Anger & Hurt Pain must be honored.
Pain must be flattered.
It must be absolutely tittery with glee
because of all the time that
is spent worshipping it,
praying to it,
and lighting incense
in our souls for it to give it praise.
We spark the tiny fires for it
in the temples of our hearts
and worship it, while watching
the tiny flames dance and grow
and multiply into a raging,
all-consuming inferno.
But ha, who cares,
We love it.
Let it consume us.
And, in return,
Pain, Oh Great God of Pain,
We will make more room to praise you,
Even though you destroy us.
I Very much enjoy this poem. The perfect representation of anger growing from a spark, to a flame, to a raging inferno....Very real
Hey i think u wrote a great poem
but which God r u talkin about?
We all feel the pain and that pain thats is stored up inside us is the only thing that can destroy us. Just let it go and the world will slowely change into Love