"My strangely looking friend, what a queer looking fellow you are.
To see you squirm around, I tend to wonder about your life.
You must be content to move about my garden, eating
my plants.
But that is only a fleeing moment.
Soon you will evolve into a majestic butterfly.
But if faith conspired against you, your life would briefly
end.
Oh, to see the inhumanity of you being impaled and displayed,
for someone mere enjoyment frighten me.
My strangely looking friend, moments are fleeing;
faith has conspired against you."

caterpillar!!! (I'm scared of them)

I don't get it. Are you killing caterpillars? lol

This may not have been what you were after... but I saw some strange paralells between Jesus and the butterfly... "faith" has conspired against you... being impaled and displayed...

I dunno.

I liked it though. Good job.

good write but do you have sumpin gainst butterflies?

Good call, I didn't see that.

Nice write! Welcome to the poetry section of JSH!