A Flowery Prose in Shame

Say not:
‘But for the Grace of God’

A flowery prose in shame


Both God and men abdicating free will

In the Design of pain and suffering.

‘Is God a slave to man’s free will?’

A hungry infant asks.

We repeat without thought,

‘But for the grace of God’



Soothing, self assuring,

Except to the child

I swear by The Forbidden Tree

This Is:

An instinct, an emotion;

An Old love and Hate;

God and Men playing Roulette

Abdicating Free Will

Note: This poem should not be taken literally. There is beauty in being grateful to God provided one understands that the relationship between us and God is a complex one involving each having the freedom and responsibility to act. For instance, in every scripture, God asks us to be good to others- the Grace of God is given through our freedom. In this sense, the injustice is in our choices. For us to give our choices the name of God’s grace without acknowledging our freedom in the result is abdicating our free will.

The reference to the forbidden tree; an old love and hate; both men and God playing roulette is again mystical and ought not to be taken literally.