In the Beginning

By Equality Rider Eric Dean Karabetsos

“In the beginning…”
                  God begins to create
This I read;
                  As I walk down the street.

A warm and sunny day
                  Inwardly to the Lord, I pray
To thank Him, and praise
                  How can I comprehend what makes Him great?

Snapped from my reverie
                  I hear someone screaming at me
From behind a sign of yellow, red, and green.
                  What does it mean?

Of all the people, why was I singled out?
                  Was it for my pride bracelet and buttons?
Is that any real reason to scream and shout?

“Hey! You’re going to hell!
                  Where Satan and his angels dwell!
This is your fate!
                  May as well accept it, you can’t escape!”

Roses are red
                  As is my blood
                  When upon the ground it is spread.
That’s how it feels. 

Your anger slices like a sword
                  Your words are like bullets 

Searing my soul
                  Shredding my heart

To me your message is like poison
                  A poison you drink in a vain effort to kill me
So drink up

“So what you’re saying is that my
orientation
Is another cog in the
machination
That causes my
segregation
From the human
nation.
Tell me, what is your
justification?”
“Listen you walking
abomination,
apparently you haven’t experienced the life-changing
transformation
that comes from earning the free gift of
salvation!
Accept it or be subject to eternal fire and
damnation!
While you’re at it, cease America’s
subjugation
of your awful, sinful
fornication
and the forthcoming
obliteration!
To quote Job’s wife:
                  ‘Curse God and die!’”

You have the gall to stand there and judge me?
                  You talk about your Leviticus and Apostle Paul?
“Let me tell you about 3:16 in the book of John!
                  Let me tell you how God sent His Son to die
                  so that I may be alive!”

I wish I could show you my scars
                  Humiliation
                  Rejection
                  Exploitation
                  Self-destruction 

Old wounds
                  Freshly healed
Broken open
Torn and bleeding 

“My sins are many!
                  You’d be at a loss!
                  They were separated from me when Christ hung upon that cross!

My soul has been wiped clean!
My sins erased from memory!

The scales fall from my eyes
                  so at last I see!
You’re the walking definition of hypocrisy!
For a so-called Christian,
                  you sure do love to oppress the QLGBT!

For this is the gospel message:
                  The Jesus came to set us free!
                  The freedom to simply be!

But I’ve had enough.
                  Enough of your empty, soulless fluff.
I’m going to walk away now;
Leaving this in my past.

About the Blogger:

Eric, from Pittsburg, PA, has been looking for opportunities to promote equality, and believes God led him to Soulforce.

 

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