Can It Not Be Said
It was the same way when I began my breathing.
I stuck out my tongue and hollered to the Lord,
I yelled, "Can it not be said that my eyes
were meant for you!?!"
He was silent. As always.
And I retreated back into the world.
Looking for health insurance.
And a job.
Wondering,
If I had yelled loud enough
Or far too loud.
Copyright © Matt Caliri | Year Posted 2007
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