God's love~

I believe many religions have deviated.

The mistake they made was to believe its for the best.
"We should give more, suffer more, for our God"

But i don't think God sees it that way.
He doesn't even need that capital "G" in his name.
Cause it doesn't mean jack shit.
People do it as a show of respect.
Respect or not, it changes nothing.
He still loves you no less.

God loves you as a parent loves a child, but deeper.
His love has no boundaries.

He has no ego.
He has no pride.
He only has love for you.
His love so full there's no room for ego nor pride.

He is the perfect father.
He is the perfect mother.
He feels the pressure of raising you.
He feels the pain of your birth.

He needs no sacrifices.
He needs no commitment.
He needs no obligations.
He only needs whats good for you.

He is love in its' purest of forms.
He is love in loves' raw nature.
Would he give up his existence for your good?
I believe he would. If you deserve.

God loves you.
He gave us a privilege, one that is his weakness.
He allows us to ignore him.
To choose not to hear him.
He allowed us to choose the sweetness of ignorance.

God doesn't want you to suffer.
Especially not for him.
He would want you to honour and respect yourself.
And to die without regrets.

He tries every day, to make women and girls the world over to realise their value.
He tries every day, to make men recognise those values.
So they could serve each other accordingly.
For they were created to serve one another properly.

God has no ass for you to kiss.
He has no ego for you to boost.
He only has his love for you to honour.
For you to uphold and respect.

Love another unconditionally,
So you may understand god's love.
Love one another,
And understand how he suffers.

He needs no sympathy from us.
But he has mine.
I know what it is to love.
To love those who do not deserve.

Vincent~

Starry Starry night,

Paint your pallete blue and grey,

Look out on a summers day,

With eyes that know the darkness in my soul.

Shadows on hills,

Sketch the tress and daffodils,

Catch the breeze and the winter chill,

In colors on the snowy linen land.

And now I understand,

What you tried to say to me.

How you suffered for your sanity.

How you tried to set them free,

They would not listen the did not know how

Perhaps they'll listen now

Starry starry night,

Flamings flowers that brightly blaze,

Swirling clouds in violet haze,

Reflect in VIncent's eyes of china blue

Colors changing hue,

Morning fields of amber grain,

Weathered faces lined in pain,

Are soothed beneath the artists loving hand

And now I think i know,

What you tried to say to me.

How you suffered for you sanity.

How you tried to set them free,

They would not listen the did not know how

Perhaps they'll listen now

For the could not love you,

But still your love was true,

And when no hope was left in sight on that starry starry night,

You took you life as lovers often do.

But I could of told you Vincent,

This world was never meant for one as beautiful as you.

Starry starry night,
Portraits hung in empty halls,

Frameless heads on nameless walls,

With eyes that watch the world and cant forget.

Like the strangers that youve met,

The ragged men in ragged clothes,

The silver thorn the bloody rose,

Lie crushed and broken on the virgin snow

And now I understand,

What you tried to say to me.

How you suffered for your sanity.

How you tried to set them free.

They would not listen they're not listening still,

Perhaps they never will.