who said god existed anyway?

dear sunday,

what anyone has ever said about you, i don't believe them. their apathetic sighs only proving that human kind has no substance. nicotine stained lungs burning with what we have made our own hell, screaming for judgment day only so those who cannot see will finally believe.

but when eyes are shrouded by gossamer fiction spun by idols with false teeth and threaded tounges, can we ever believe?

who said god existed anyway?

dusty books with terracota skin written by ghosts of fathers. fact or fiction?
men who sit on thrones but are not kings. truth or lies?
miracles where science stands in silence, mouth agape?

who said god existed anyway?

why not ask the daisy who ever lifts her head to the birthing sun?
or the windmills whose arms embrace the breath of the north?

no one can say.
so why not ask yourself?

who said god existed anyway?

sunday, i am sorry that you are the end of the beginning.

Author notes

a spiritual poem about finding god.

prompts- "who says god existed anyway?"
- letter to a weekday (sunday)
- word prompts : Words
- daisy
- ghost
- windmills
- goassmer
- apathetic
- terracotta
- nicotine