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Apr 01, 2010
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God Loves Me Best
God Loves Me Best
I catalogue all my blessings,
My health and wealth and piety,
Because I am better than you,
And I realise God loves me best.
I look at all the suffering,
I witness all the misery,
All this angst that does not touch me,
Because it's true, God loves me best.
Should I ever suffer hardship
I know it is merely a test
Or the work of evil forces
Because I know God loves me best.
And when I damn your soul to Hell
And when I pray for your torment
And when I revel in your woes,
It's all because God loves me best.
If you were smart, you'd be like me.
If you were smart, you'd pray like me.
If you were smart, you'd beg of me;
Because you know God loves me best.
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This is a rarity. Not because it is satire, though some folks will no doubt miss that aspect, not because it is tetrameter blank verse, and not because it addresses current events. It is a rarity because from start to finish this took less than 30 minutes and for me that is something that rarely happens. Thus calling it a rarity rather closes the circle.
Some people will be offended by this poem. Tough shit. If this poem offends you then I have succeeded in my intent. That is right, I am stating that I wrote this poem to be offensive. Deal with it or not but be advised any comments that attack me rather than critique the poem will be met with my customary response. If you are not aware of this, well, try your luck and see what happens.
If you want to comment that I am being blasphemous or mocking religion or anything else of that nature, newsflash, God Loves Me Best so I will go with God on this and as She has told me only those who serve Satan will object, I must conclude that any negative comments about my subject matter or my person are the result of your worship of the devil and I give no credence to those who hate God and love Satan.
See that nice circular argument I have constructed? If you feel you can unravel it, go ahead. One of us will enjoy the ensuing conversation and one of us will be whining and crying that I am mean.
Update 4/2/2010
Line 2 Stanza 3 bothered me. Reading it was OK, speaking it was a nightmare. I believe the modification smoothes out the flow. Also, I added the missing punctuation in stanza 5, giving it a less rushed, more arrogant and condescendingly spiteful tone.
I catalogue all my blessings,
My health and wealth and piety,
Because I am better than you,
And I realise God loves me best.
I look at all the suffering,
I witness all the misery,
All this angst that does not touch me,
Because it's true, God loves me best.
Should I ever suffer hardship
I know it is merely a test
Or the work of evil forces
Because I know God loves me best.
And when I damn your soul to Hell
And when I pray for your torment
And when I revel in your woes,
It's all because God loves me best.
If you were smart, you'd be like me.
If you were smart, you'd pray like me.
If you were smart, you'd beg of me;
Because you know God loves me best.
-------------------------------------------------------------------
This is a rarity. Not because it is satire, though some folks will no doubt miss that aspect, not because it is tetrameter blank verse, and not because it addresses current events. It is a rarity because from start to finish this took less than 30 minutes and for me that is something that rarely happens. Thus calling it a rarity rather closes the circle.
Some people will be offended by this poem. Tough shit. If this poem offends you then I have succeeded in my intent. That is right, I am stating that I wrote this poem to be offensive. Deal with it or not but be advised any comments that attack me rather than critique the poem will be met with my customary response. If you are not aware of this, well, try your luck and see what happens.
If you want to comment that I am being blasphemous or mocking religion or anything else of that nature, newsflash, God Loves Me Best so I will go with God on this and as She has told me only those who serve Satan will object, I must conclude that any negative comments about my subject matter or my person are the result of your worship of the devil and I give no credence to those who hate God and love Satan.
See that nice circular argument I have constructed? If you feel you can unravel it, go ahead. One of us will enjoy the ensuing conversation and one of us will be whining and crying that I am mean.
Update 4/2/2010
Line 2 Stanza 3 bothered me. Reading it was OK, speaking it was a nightmare. I believe the modification smoothes out the flow. Also, I added the missing punctuation in stanza 5, giving it a less rushed, more arrogant and condescendingly spiteful tone.
— Pugilist, Apr 01, 2010
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Critiques
pamela
16 years 2 months ago
excellent
Jonathan Moore
16 years 2 months ago
I am a Militant Moderate
Roscoe Lane
16 years 2 months ago
I have only got to say,
Jonathan Moore
16 years 2 months ago
LOL!
Race_9togo
16 years 2 months ago
Pugilist
Jonathan Moore
16 years 2 months ago
Danka
Orphani
16 years 2 months ago
O
Kailashana
16 years 2 months ago
Pugilist, you’re one
Jonathan Moore
16 years 2 months ago
Guilty as charged
raskin
16 years 2 months ago
Great repetition, flows
Jonathan Moore
16 years 2 months ago
Thanks for the review and comments
Jonathan Moore
16 years 2 months ago
I came to place a comma
Seren
16 years 2 months ago
Jonathan
Jonathan Moore
16 years 2 months ago
This is what happens when I write in one sitting
chumfin
16 years 2 months ago
sir enough respect to you for this.
Race_9togo
16 years 2 months ago
More offensive...
Kailashana
16 years 2 months ago
Mother always loved you best
Jonathan Moore
16 years 2 months ago
Thanks all for the additional review