As an adolescent he committed a crime, He was a bisexual as a youth. As a teenager he committed one, too. He had a girl whom he was acquainted with, And they fornicated twice a week. He once falsely accused a man And brought him to his knees. He then, in the shower, Cried out to his God. "He reaped what he sowed," Was what Christians said and thought. He confessed his crimes to a sheriff And was taken to the jail. He came out, and was an offender For ten years, and someone stole his mail. He studied 5 hours a day, For every day of his entire life. He sought for God in every moment, And he truly wanted a wife. He saw in the scripture, That Jerusalem would be is bride. Yet, they accused him, they accused him of his pride. He found every moment Of the Bible were a stone in time; He saw the Gospel were a witness, He saw the Bible were not a lie. He studied the foundations of math And saw it were designed too. He had found God were real, And so put it all to proof. Yet, Protestants, Catholics and Orthodox Called him a great, mischievous fool. For, they wanted him to work with his hands And to be a common laborer, not a "snoot". For, Christ's forgiveness, to Paul they all concede. But, to this man there was none, that they all could see. Thus, they said, "Good men get good reward. "Bad men, they suffer, for that is the only curse. "We judge, not god, thus we must get it right. "We all who are Christian, lost our faith on that night. "For, at the end, we make right or wrong." Thus this saint they said were hollow And they called every word he spoke false. Thus, they cried, and wanted him to be poor. He died a homeless beggar, and men lost their faith for sure. Yet, the man, his acres of heaven's Gold, He found them, yes he found them, And he just wanted mankind to know.
Mark 13:51Jesus saith unto them, Have ye understood all these things? They say unto him, Yea, Lord. 52Then said he unto them, Therefore every scribe which is instructed unto the kingdom of heaven is like unto a man that is an householder, which bringeth forth out of his treasure things new and old.
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