Are we aloud to hate on behalf of god

Are we aloud to pry
As we stand behind
behind The souls not
Soulless eyes
But stolid light
“what”may we live
While veining on vines
do you think he is tasked
A great deal of relief
? Do you think You were asked , did he deal a great grasp
Tell us about his pain
Do you think god minds
As words trickle out in prevaricated shambles

I tell you this I spoke instinctively
before sound
Spoke in prudence
I spoke in silent connection yes he spoke we spoke
with the same Seismic peace
Before sound brokered silence
and silence broke from peace
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© Sean Windsor