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God As a Parent

God as parent God is worried about his son Jesus Since he was crucified he is not his jolly self There were no Psychiatrists back then The profession was not yet invented now New York is full of them Jesus sits on a swing a harp player nearby Tries to soothe his nerves Sometimes god gets annoyed feeling as taking his son by the scruff Of his neck and shake sense in him The scars on his foot and heels have healed and his beard is black God sighs, looks through a book by Hemingway he is so easy to read. It takes time to forget and of that he has got oceans He dreams of being with Earnest fishing for Marlins

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