The Greatest Evil

A brief, declarative poem identifying the greatest evil as the notion that God is prejudiced in His deity, as if vision itself could have proportions.

The poem's brevity is its theology — it needs exactly seven lines to name the greatest evil and no more. The claim is not that God is good but that the very idea of prejudice in the divine is a category error, 'as if there were proportions in a vision.' The final line does the real philosophical work: a vision without proportions is infinite, and to impose measure on it is the foundational sin from which all others follow.