A Beautiful Disaster

If we are God's masterpiece,

Then the world is our background,

But every artwork has flaws,

And his is no exception,

The world has disasters,

Has beasts,

Has monsters,

And we are cruel,

We are selfish,

We are hateful,

But the artwork is still beautiful,

The world has oceans,

The world has fields,

The world has flowers blooming in the spring,

And we are kind,

We are selfless,

We are filled with love,

So if we have flaws,

And we are beautiful,

Then I find no more fitting a name for this artwork,

Than to call it A Beautiful Disaster.

I’m not religious, but I grew up in religion, and I wrote this poem as a way to connect more with the idea of God, that way I could understand those around me who are religious, especially my mother.