John Lawless Poet Verse

All Praise To Thee Oh God

All praise to the OH God
of all that is and isn't
and most assuredly
of all that was and wasn't

We beg of You
sweet mercy from your fountain
and if that fails
please give us oxycontin

forgive us Lord
our sinful derelictions
release us from the curse
of "our" afflictions

We plead for gentle rain
a little mud
but let it stop
before the freaking flood

Give us the grace Oh Lord
a martyr's penitence
strength to endure
Your latest pestilence

Dear God, the organs wheeze
the bells won't ring
the choir sits "en Masque"
but cannot sing


John G. Lawless
8/15/2020

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Jack Horne September 16, 2020 at 12:03 PM very thought-provoking write here : )

Arturo Michael August 15, 2020 at 5:09 PM It's possible that many people feel that way about God...and it's ok...it's hard...this life is not easy...Enjoyed the read...