Should I hold it in
mealy-mouthed
piously
speaking homilies?

Can I not shout
my anger
to the heavens?
Does the Lord
not know
the words I hold inside?

Is he afraid
of my anger?
Can He not
handle it?

Is it not
your own
small-boxed
vision
that you
wish
to restrict
me
to;
Narrowly
defining
me
by
your
Interpretations?

Am I not made to be more?
Am I not to experience the
fulness, depth and abundance
of Life?

The Lord knows my darknesses;
it's why He chose to die.
Hiding them from you
will not dissipate them.
Only in the light
does the darkness
disappear.

The Lord does not fear my anger
nor my pain;
my remonstrations with heaven.
He hears them in my heart.
So what does it matter
if I shout it from
the rooftops?
He will listen either way.
And in the end
when my fuel
is spent
He'll turn my world
upside down
and shake me all about.
And I will be
a better,
stronger,
more Christ-like
person
than if I had hidden
in your box.