The genius of God’s love: A poem 

The genius of love  

dissipates the ingenuity of the crafty 

God has many faces 

that survive all the disgraces 

You could turn away from Him 

disappoint Him with your sin 

But He is rock and roll of soul; universal sound 

He can never come aground! 

Did they think His eternal sacrifice 

was His vulnerability, not His device 

Men have seldom heard His cries 

They render themselves distant with their lies 

He is no labourer, but His garden 

has colour, soul, splendour and gold laid in 

And the battles that you perceive 

is His handiwork to deceive 

the pretentious devourer, who at every hour 

would be denied, if God’s creation tasted sour 

Believe that there is evil’s conspiracy 

in the guileful entreaties and propositions of the deep sea!