So God puts man here in this world first
Because man is not born ready for that second world,
And must have time to learn God’s ways
And to wrestle with his own will—
Should he be the sort to will that.
And so much of it seems to come down
To how the man is willing to see himself,
And whether he will let the truth of a matter
Be the truth—
Or whether he will twist it into something else.
And from there, if and when he ever notices
That his own will differs from God’s,
It comes down to who he really thinks is the boss—
It comes down to whether he will yield himself.
And who among us has the will
To wrestle with his own will,
To make it into what it is not
But should be, according to God?
Many a religion has been fabricated
In order to help men pretend
That they can be right with God
While still defiant in their wills.
Such are cities of Cain—ever empty,
Even when filled with people—
Stout fortresses on this Earth,
Yet fully exposed to the very Heaven
That they assume is their friend.
