Thursday, October 20, 2016

Sometimes I write a poem. This one inspired by a shameful election....

If there is a god, I think she’ll say; tell me how you helped another today

and if there’s a god, I think he’ll ask; where do we place your momentous task?

and if there is a god, it will surely be; a compilation of you and me, 

and of all beings and living things, an amalgamation of life, this being brings

to challenge the notions of you and me that some are more and others less

and life is only what we see. 

the values we create, reflections of the lives we fake 

to make us feel when feeling ends

to cause of an inappropriate peace 

I think there is a God, it’s the one I see

in my children’s eyes when they look at me. 

It’s the man who saves a shattered life, the woman who shields another from strife.

God never begins or ends with us, God is a mist, an eternal dust

that needs no form to make us know

that only life is an eternal flow

from form to amorphous, our lives will be

the place where God meets the eternal me. 

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