Once again, I have returned to the forests of my imagination and written a poem that I thought could be shared. It is steeped heavily in theology that may be a challenge to a duel for some but I ardently believe what I write. This poem is of two forms, an rhyming scheme (ABABCDCDEE) and an acrostic which bears the name TULIP. I hope you enjoy it and find it has truth. For those who do not know, TULIP is the familiar acrostic for the doctrine of Calvinism, which I would argue is truth.
O flow’r of true Christianity,
Doctrines maintained from Genesis to now.
But now challenged by humanity
Is the tulip of Geneva’s meadow.
A flow’r that Scriptures proclaim in veritas,
Augustine, Luther, Calvin and others defended
In writ and tongue against three weeds venomous.
Thrice condemned yet their roots could not be quelled.
The flow’r of soteriology was defined in five petals to dominate
The weed of Arminius noxiously quinquefoliate.
Totally depraved is man with no ability to save himself
Unconditionally did God elect man without ken of their future life
Limited to the elect was Christ’s Atonement and fully paid
Irresistible was God’s Grace which internally called the elect.
Perseverance to the end marks those who truly believed- the elect.