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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

Copyright © | Year Posted 2016




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