I screamed at God,
cursed, cried and
unleashed the rage in my gut.
Now we don’t speak,
He and I,
since I said my piece.
Maybe Agnostics are right,
even the hopeful
who pray just in case.
It’s better for me.
I’m so tired.
I won’t bother Him again.
So, Big Shot God,
Speak up if
You have need of me.
You call for me
for a change,
You seek my forgiveness now.
I’ll ignore You now.
Beat Your wings
against the cage for Me.
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at times needed to scream at god in question or in anger and at other times, the world crashing all around, would swear he was screaming back, but mostly a gentle knock or prod on my stubborn self.
i like the voice shared in this verse.
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Thank you. I'm glad you like this. Thank you for leaving a comment. There is so much grace in you, Rick. It scarcely makes sense that God would treat you in any way other than gently.
Camille Morin
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Are you Bible literate? This in fact, has the ring of scripture. Many of the heroes/writers voice exactly this sentiment...
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Yes, this is a repeated theme. I have been surprised that only two people have commented on this piece. Perhaps the other readers found it offensive that someone would speak to God thus, let alone write such words down. They may be too frightened to comment on a poem about dumping God, which is what this is.
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Beat Your wings ... perhaps flash brash feelers ?
When role reversal just unjust replaces
'tis just rehearsal judging Janus faces,
not wings should here be read but spider's leggings
deserving naught however hard bard's beggings !
see also the conclusions drawn in see http://allpoetry.com/poem/4259719 Overdrawn Conclusions ... for comparison
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