There is, according to society,
No right, no wrong, it’s but relative
To who you are and who you’re with
To push and conquest and what they give.
It’s perfectly okay what you believe
As long as you don’t share it with me
For that could cross my comfort zone
Where I am is all I need to be.
No black, no white just gray it seems
Endless oceans of unanchored ships
Pursue yourself your self filled dreams.
Forget the Bible or even etiquette
Throw out common sense laws and intent
Dance solo to the beat you choose
It matters not the rules you’ve bent.
Then when consequences rear their heads
How can society even know
The things you’ve done, the things you’ve said?
But God’s a God of absolutes
There is a right, there is a wrong.
Whether you believe or not
God’s grace is sufficient through it all
God works if you but give Him a chance
The world’s opinion is but a crumbling wall.
          d.f.a.v. 10/23/14
–Donna