When a prophet walks this earth
he is not afraid to tell the masses
I love you
    and you are wrong
fearless to shame in righteousness
to die to prove anger at ignorance is
worth the compassion of self-sacrifice
worth the animosity towards his truth

We have become too polite in our interactions
too convinced that everyone has
a right to their opinion and that everyone’s opinion,
because it is what they believe,
is correct

But a prophet flips tables
at the temple
is violent in his scathing
of human indulgence

The Buddha
The Mother
The Messenger
The Father
The Christ
all loved each other
all lived by each other’s message
all embraced all other prophets and all people
regardless of their merciful disdain
of rhetoric’s views and beliefs

We are all capable of coexisting
regardless of our faiths
but prophets are just that
because they know
only one perspective is correct
only one truth is truth

 

 
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(written with pen on paper)