Preach Not To Me

Preach Not To Me

A Poem by Cbklyn4u
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My views on how some people are set in their veiws on what "the perfect religion is"

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"Preach Not to Me!"

 

What lies in the vault

Of The secret past?

That reveals our beginnings

That made our existance last?

 

Was the path laid out

With just Adam and Eve?

For Christians and Jews

But others can't perceive ?

 

Like gossip, the book lost it's translation along the way

While passing through tounges , changed course to this day

 

For Man passes on what he wants to reveal

But how is one to know at conception

How God Truly feels?

 

No one is right,  knowing the Genesis of Mankind

Passed eons of time, such can't be unwind

 

No one way can any religion claim

For each has it's goal, their own victorious fame

 

Embeded within us, race, color or creed

Lies a heart has has a constant need to feed

 

No matter what name or title we give our practicism

Christianity, Islamic, Buddhist or Judaism

 

Our Creator wears no particular costume

No Garb to be the divine

Above all of us, he continues to shine

 

Look down not at anyone different than you

for their practices and beliefs, or their different views

For the beauty  of humanity has a colorful hue

 

Preach against hatred, sing harmony out loud

Mo matter how you sing it, our Creator is proud!

 

Proud of those of us who walk

Down the path of righteousness

Respecting our Peers

And spreading nothing less

 

So preach not to me,

About your views, the solemn one

There is only one being

And above that is none

 
                                   


 

 

© 2009 Cbklyn4u


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Added on June 17, 2009
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Cbklyn4u
Cbklyn4u

Brooklyn, NY



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I am a former NYC Teacher for over 24 years, mother of two daughters and grand to five beautiful children. I always wrote whenever I had the chance, and find that to be my escape when I feel overwhe.. more..

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