God, Poetry


First, he is mad at me,
Since I made a mistake,
In my naivety,
I didn't mean to make.

Even though he is bigger,
He is not stronger than me, 
Feeling inferior,
Now, he's jealous of me.

Just cause I'm strong,
Makes him feel weak!
He rejects the one,
Who can make him complete.

Jealous of me?
Oh, lover, please!
That wicked green envy,
Will set in like disease.

Yet, let it remind you,
Who was, is, and will be, 
To remove of that blinder,
So that you'll finally see.

Oh, my true-love,
Don't be envious of me.
A surrendered heart, 
Is the only way to be.  

Surrender to you?
That which I'll never,
I submit to Him, only,
Forever and ever...

Shannie Alvarez — A Gentile with a Jewish Heart

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