Most Mysterious Of Ways Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

From conflicts created.
And man-made.
Between races to divide them.
With a manipulation that disguises,
A rise to heights.
Using entertainment.
Done to exploit...
Anyone without insight.
For the purpose to put in place,
Strategies to rule over and control...
Whoever is left with earn integrities.
To have them ruined and disgraced.
Replaced by false rumors.
And allegations unwarranted told to be sold.

But there is one thing missing,
From these evil deeds those without souls leave.
Is their inability to believe,
Amongst us all are 'Spiritual Deities'.
With no affiliation to religion or politics.
Even though to be depicted in myths,
To adorn halos and wings.
Forever prepared to forgive the wicked.

And invisible they are.
Much closer to us than the Sun.
Our nearest star.
Their effectiveness to put an end,
To criminal activities man-made allowed to begin.
Can be witnessed not to miss,
What God does in the most mysterious of ways.
Proving to those who remain faithful and conscious,
Nothing on Earth given life to exist...
Has been granted permission to destroy any of it.
With this to believe it will be allowed.