A Poem For God Poem by Rohit Ullal Rao

Here's a poem for god
The great almighty soul
Or is that just a facade
A grab for fleeting control.

Could it be a sadist
Whose central credo is denial
For only the bravest
Can put up with its trials.

One can't but wonder
Why it watches in silence
Why the lord of rain and thunder
Puts up with crude violence.

People, made in god's image
Have the same little mind
With meanness they can engage
With everything, they find.

Another's pain is not ours
Until it visits our home
And then we count the hours
Until it says shalom.

Is our maker like that
Who doesn't feel a thing
Are we rabbits pulled from a hat
Puppets on a string.

If god is the holy thou
Let it read my sad poem
And mend its ways now
Or let god go home.