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Where One Walks so Does the Other

Poetry is turning out to be a very cathartic medium, I should do this more often.

Set the Mood


God and I walked along the beach,

He listened intently as I preached.

God and I are close friends,

Despite using different means to the same ends.

We've taken walks like this in the past,

Sometimes slow and sometimes fast.

Walking the walk and talking the talk,

Washing away blood like child's chalk.

But the conversations always turn bitter,

When my questions make our talks flitter.

For I try to include the man I'm to hate,

He matches God and I in our gate.

God doesn't like when I include his child,

The one He says is evil and wild.

But Satan walks just as we do,

His presence is welcome, it's nothing new.

God yells when I wrap my arm around Him,

Because it follows His teachings now weak and dim.

Embracing his rejected child is the worst of sins,

But love and acceptance are the greatest of wins.

Walk with me Satan and share with me your pain,

God's hatred of you does not seem so sane.

All you need is to be loved and accepted,

I'll give you this where God sees you rejected.

You may walk with me side by side,

For if God is invited then you are equal in my eye.

Won't let God reject you for any reason,

Because love and acceptance are always in season.

Fear not the wrath of your Father,

My love for you is nourishing water.

I'll accept you both where others cannot,

For hate and discrimination are nothing but rot!

Cool With Me

Wherever God is welcome, so welcomed is Satan, and of course my acceptance of them both. I live by the standards they cannot, and in denying their existence and power so do I carry out their will. Next time you come to me preaching about God, first preach to me of Satan, for they are equal in my eyes and both deserving of love.

Perhaps if we loved more, a true love open to all, even Satan Himself could be brought to good. Where God and His people cannot rise to the occasion, I will.