Featured poem by Bonsu-Adjei Arthur © All rights reserved
He cuddles a baby to sleep
Yet researched in the Books of the Pharisees
He draws the algorithm of creation, yet his algorithm seems inverted
For geometry is authored by his hands, pinpointing him at the center
Scientist keep fighting this out
Yet He pretends as if He was never called
They plead for His answers
Yet He has laid out questions to discover
See all the debaters argue Him out
They demand his immediate response
Yet, He has made himself known to babes
Ignoring the philosophies of Socrates
The Grand Hall reverence His designs
Yet He seems unimpressed with its wonder
Surprising commoner’s banquets with His presence
As if he has never spiraled creation with his hands
Found by a people that have not searched for Him
While many crave His attendance
~ Poem by Bonsu-Adjei Arthur ©
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