They’re wrong when they say,
Isn’t that guy so cute, but
He ends up being a brawny brute.
They’re wrong when confusing
Love with lust, but He won’t marry
Because he always puts himself first.
Women fall prey to premarital sex,
They enjoy men bodacious bodes,
Who will heal her empty heart, save God?
And how will they raise their kids,
When living promiscuously more,
But God sees them as dirty whores.
God gets the smallest tokens,
They give Him little time, and
Deny Him a meager dime.
They date men who seem so nice,
And marry more than twice,
Then eventually pay the piper’s price.
Seems like their loyalties are twisted.
Their priorities are on Earthly treasures,
While they relish their lonely lovers.
God’s name must be hallowed.
He straitens the crooked arrows,
To walk the straight and narrow,
Receive new life from Jesus Christ,
And drink from your own fountain, by
Living with God in holy union.
Darrel Venable
Divinity Poetry 