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From Direct Experience...Isn't That Life?

I wonder at those who quietly devote themselves
to a God who is everywhere in everything they do/see/hear

I don't see it
I don't hear it
there is a tin-like hollowness to this

God may be somewhere but He is not right here even in those
who profess to believe in Him
especially when they lack a certain
sincerity in their righteousness

Those who do keep their promises
are not Saints but men
and women,
bound to fail
unfettered by any expectation

what do they care
though they profess to
though they protest to

I have seen this
I have been at the opposite end of
false Brotherly professions
and therefore,
I have no more illusions
nor expectations

I know
we are all Sinners
in this realm

No more Latter Day Saints will come
once more
insistently knocking at my door
with nets and smiling faces
and prayers and blessings
and grinning love goo-googly-galore

your false charity is not wanted

it has a price
I do not have
a big enough purse for.

Copyright 2/22/2015 All Rights Are Reserved By This Author
M.A. Howells Straight from her Tilt-a-World
All Poetry/Rants/Prose/Ideas are the Legal Property of this Writer

from direct experience....isn't that life?

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