image of the eye of God borrowed from bing
“Young man, young man, your arms are too short
to box with God.”--James Weldon Johnson
We spend our lifetime searching for our God.
Too many believe they must cower for God.
I always find the Divine both within & without,
acknowledging the universal power of God.
But when school children are slaughtered
I am forced to be very sour on God.
Little children’s innocent eyes being closed
by bullets makes me want to devour God.
Those priests, ministers, and clergymen all advise
that we kneel before the regal tower of God.
Are thousands killed daily as a means
of population control by a very dour God?
When our loved ones die so young,
should we just glower at God?
Can our personal pain & mutual angst be
transmuted spending a holy hour with God?
Too damn often we are completely surrounded
by the pious practicing the diety du jour God.
Is there actual peace to be discovered
in Atheism when we just trower God?
If we can rediscover the divinity within
ourselves, do we then scour God?
Never forget what dog is spelled
backward when in the bour of God.
I would much prefer to visit an alpine meadow
and embrace a gentle wildflower God.
Posted over on dVerse Poets FFA
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