lament, poetry, word

Vocation of Dissent

The good. The polite. The kind. 

Soft and steady. Calm and ready.

Serving in love.

But what if I serve in dissent.

The hard. The bitter. The abrasive.

Impious and unexpected. Alone and unprotected.

Could it be good

And used for his glory.

Or just as a foil 

In his pre-determined story.

This may be the question I am forbidden ask.

Vocation of dissent

The small. The mild. The poor.

Humble and sweet. Quiet and meek.

Offering nothing.

But what if I offer dissent.

The strange. The loud. The raw.

Confident and blunt. Exposing and upfront.

Could it be good. 

To live my desperation

Or is it a demon

That mocks His creation

This may be the question I am forbidden ask.

Vocation of dissent

The careful. The right. The virtuous.

Focused and strong. Vigilant against the wrong.

Fighting for peace.

But what if I fight for dissent.

The reckless. The boundless. The unmeasured.

Vulnerable and unashamed. At peace with the profane.

Could it be good.

That I push you too far

Marked His consigned chosen

Who reveals who you are

This may be the question I am forbidden ask.

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