Our head producer of this project showed the official poem to several 4th Watchers way before this project got started. Unknowingly, it was sent to a youth organization made of mostly kids. It was not meant to be shown to kids, but it actually worked out quite well because we actually got our most interesting response. One of the kids sent us a response also in the form of a poem. When everyone else simply responded with anger or threats, or trying to get the sender banned, this person sent a poem of her own, with reason and sincerity in her writing.
We love seeing and sharing responses from 4th Watchers and we believe in having debates and keeping them fair, so we are showing her poem here. Because she was only seventeen at the time and seemed like a nice girl, and because the author did not mean to send it to her in the first place, he played a good sport and asked her permission to show it, and also with her permission, fixed it up just a bit. Don't worry, the original author also provided a response to hers.
There comes a time when every soul must be strong,
To fight for what's right and to fight against wrong.
So I reach out to Phillip, against watchers of four,
In your attempt to spread truth, you declared war.
The claims you have made, I want you to know,
Are lacking respect, and this I will show.
You posted a poem with your thoughts and opinion...
Well you do have the right to talk about our religion.
You have the right to like and to hate.
You can argue and complain or firmly debate.
You don't like our faith, the church understands.
You dislike our teachings and many commands.
Still I do wonder, if you fight for what's right,
Why make such a poem that isn't polite?
You sent it to children to read just like me.
Did you know that I am a pastor to be?
We're young and naive but we still have a heart.
We won't fight in this war that you wanted to start.
I offer these words to say sorry to you,
A brief explanation I'll give to you too.
I'm sorry your pastor didn't meet expectation,
If he spread the wrong message about our salvation.
Money won't buy salvation, you're right.
And salaries for pastors are no where in sight.
My mom is a pastor, a loving one too.
She puts up with atheists and others like you.
She is humble and kind, I truly feel blessed.
She receives no such salary, but you could care less.
This comes from a girl you know nothing about.
I can't change your mind or remove any doubt.
If you hated your visits in our church over there,
Please don't bring trouble in our group anywhere.
I'll tell you I'm sorry a hundred more times,
For losing your faith, and your thousands of dimes.
So sick and tired you must be of excuses.
I can't heal the wounds, the scars, or the bruises.
"If this lyric of mine has hurt in some way,
Ponder more closely at the things that I say."
That's what was written in the poem that you wrote,
And these next poetic lines I also will quote:
"I do not believe you all follow these trends.
Some of you I still consider my friends."
If this really is true, can't you at least just respect,
The beliefs that we have, and the things you reject?
Do you know his Sent One, or met him in person?
He has no real home, no apartment, no mansion.
Looking back at my poem, I can surely see,
Your poem was written more beautifully.
But that doesn't matter, what does is my point.
I'm sorry for pastors who would disappoint.
I know you're an atheist who fights for what's true.
But know I'm a Christian who fights for what's true too!
We'll see some day in Heaven, if it turns out there is one,
Who comes out this war smiling, and say that they have won.
Truth is hard to know, just what is absolute.
There is nothing but debate, and nothing but refute.
But for every one of us, who feel so happy here,
The loving and the joy we feel, please don't ever tear.
You can go on with your life, and just ignore us too,
And all that I have left to say is, simply...God bless you!
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