I serve a fill in the blank god
better yet, that god serves me
an atheist?
I use my scientific mind
Breaking down physical phenomenon
into binary numbers
mathematically navigating
the imaginary space
between us
but I am hard headed
and a poet
I know a spirit when I hear one
delivering specifically vague messages
speaking in nudges
cloaked in coincidence
I watch
solids freeze into blessing,
liquids melt into miracles
and gas evaporate into spirits
all at the tip of my pen
I serve a fill in the blank god
Better yet, that god serves me
an infidel?
Made of the same atoms
That stood before a burning bush as Moses
same nucleons
Struck with blinding awe on a Damascus road as Paul
the same photons that emerge from a cave
As Muhammad with a chorea-poem
All of us? matter
My god does not play death game
Neither craps with loaded di
or 3 dimensional chess against himself
only to reset the board and do it again
ask the dinosaurs
a fill in the blank god
a god serves me
a skeptic?
Well,
I challenge facts
I but I’ll never take away your miracles
Miracles appears all over the holy book
that is your bio
Miracles have no synonym
and are birthed from the same womb as curses
the womb of a god
that does not love
or hate
or does both with equal measure
when a child is born, ten toes and chubby smiling cheeks…
that’s god
when that child is raped by his father…
that’s god
to say it is not is blasphemous
taking “omni” prefix out of god’s job description
To be aware and incapable makes you inept
To be aware, capable and unwilling makes you… an asshole
I don’t debate if god is either or both
just know my god is everything
It doesn’t matter if god cares
I do
a fill in the blank god
a that god serves me
an agnostic?
my god appears as speckles
of absolute nothing sifted between white noise
that crackle
of genetic Morse code
the hiss in each s
the tap in each t
the pop in each p
there is no discussion without god
there is no word that is not about god
god is a vowel
god is a
god is e
god is i
god is o
god is u
god is always y
the variable in any equation
words with friends are more than a game
they are scripture
I serve a fill in the blank god
Or better yet, that god serves me
I can call myself god
because whatever I put in the blank is true
Because god is ______
Your words flow with truth and power …. this piece is
tight and illuminating!
This poem was like a soul joy ride. It was exhilarating, and I’m grateful that you penned it!