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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required God is watching you. He is watching me Whether you are a monotheist or godless He is waiting for us to come home He says heaven is crowded Stay away a little longer to make room Don’t do anything to shorten your life Don’t be in the wrong place at the wrong time Don’t bury your talents like an ostrich Watch me dive into the liquor store, Father In the morning, when good people marinate I bbq my god-given depression on the spit How can a Father not come to my rescue? I guess that’s what 5150 is for when alone A shot of Zyprexa to take away loneliness Is He tempted to reach out to us now? He's all powerful, but listening to voicemail Leaving me with a devil in the machine Making me wonder if its voices are mine Wondering how to shut off my brain Perhaps that’s why I reach for the bottle A pacifier for grown-ups without a guardian Accept us however we crawl, do more than look This day has already gone to hell, intervene I’ll wake up tomorrow fresh as a wilted daisy He'll hold me in his hand and say how wasted Perhaps He'll applaud silently from afar How well I walk to the gallows, weighted down Where, then, is my blue ribbon at the fair? Take water from a pig and you’ve got bacon It’s like faith, I’m all ice under His gaze I look up at the cruel sun, but don’t see Him I only see my evaporation and condensation Why does He make faith so impossible? I guess I’ll watch my water fall and rise Like He did with His favorite Son on the cross
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