Making Of The Mud
Gray skies are blue
Lightning is frightening too
When rainbows are no where to be found
This is when the world is flat
Rather than round
I want to turn the light on
But I can’t find the switch
Is there really something on the other side of tomorrow
or have we borrowed it all away
and Jesus are you really coming
do you really exist
and what is God who stands and watches his creation
crash and burn in its own greed
from whence is our seed
actually I dreampt that a false god created us
this might explain the fuss
The storm makes mud
That the Lord will take
and make unto himself
By: Roger Harkness
03/04/09
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I wrote this poem today. I felt a little depressed today, not real bad, just tired. Putting in a lot of overtime and we’re working hard taking contracts from other states. Usually when I feel bad it is time to write a poem, it makes me feel better. I usually don’t know what I will write until I start writing and then a poem comes out and I will usually discover something new.
Based on my studies of the Gnostic religion I had a dream that we were created by the false god but the true God will take us as if we were a ball of clay and make us unto himself.
Our current state looks hopeless as a storm appears to be coming and it doesn’t look like we will be able to stop it. A storm makes mud and God will take us from the mud as if we were a ball of clay and make us unto himself.
If the true God had created us to begin with we might not have been so ignorant, but because of our selfish self destructiveness we take ourselves apart so the true God can recreate us the way we should be, to support life rather than destroy it. So that’s what this is all about. Now you may not believe this, but that’s alright, this is my religion and I believe it.
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