GOD’S SPECTACLE

Through God’s spectacle

There is no human receptacle

He needs no oracle

To tell Him what happens in His tabernacle

He gave us combined chronicle

To work with but we are comical

Doing opposites and needing a miracle

Humans are like pigs and it’s terrible

Look, we know our state is curable

All we need is love so durable

But we’ve made it so impossible

That even God finds it difficult to follow our parable

But He still finds us adorable

Knowing our change is plausible

But we wear our sins and look nautical

Even when death’s ship catches our optical

Look this is diabolical

My words won’t be metaphorical

Just know we’re repairable

And let’s stop being our own obstacle

Or we make God’s dream chimerical

And that for Him will be unbearable

For our good is his arable

And He needs not to see Himself as a debacle

Satan’s boats needs many a barnacle

But His living treatments are unbearable

So let’s see through God’s spectacle

Then our joy and goodness will be palpable

Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia (c) 2015

(Inspired by my friend and elder sister Deborah Ann Palmer (Espiritu en Fuergo/ A Fiery Spirit)