Being God

“ Dear Lord, let it rain on my crops.”
“ Father, hold the rain, got a job.”

“ Don’t be cruel, not a baby again in penury.”
“ Just one please, even with disabilities.”

“ Having a blast eh?; watching a loser in misery.”
“ Just an ounce of health, take my luxury.”

“ A jar of wealth and a spoon of health.”
“ Over here a swap! This for pain, that for dearth.”

“ Cut me a slack, Edward with the scissors.”
“ Take my life already, this rogue dick leisures.”

“ My God told me you’d see the sun rain.”
“ Mine wants blood in exchange for gain.”

“ What supreme being? You must be nuts!”
And there sat HIM, scrolling down and up.
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Agustin Avatar
November 22, 2024 at 4:36 AM
Thanks for sharing this... exposing your thoughts through your unique poetic style. Meanwhile, I greet you with the love of the Lord, expressed by John 3:16 of the Bible, "For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life." Be blessed.
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