The Miserable Physicist
“Light travels thousands of miles per second,” she taught
in her physics classes.
“God is Light,” she heard in Sunday sermons; she wonders
why God doesn’t hear her prayer as fast as the speed of light;
the key of the universe’ secrets is still out of reach from her palms……
Copyright © Teddy Kimathi | Year Posted 2014
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