If I Were A God Poem by Francie Lynch

Why am I expected to worship,
To adore in supplication
An unseen, absent and disconnected deity?
It's a command written eons ago
By superstitious, frightened,
And, by Jesus, ignorant tribes.
I am only human,
And I insist on obedience from my children
Because I know somewhat more than they,
And they understand that.
I know they worship me,
But I did not demand they do so.
I am not a god... they might, without knowing,
Treat me as an omnipotent, all loving god,
But I know better.
If I were a god,
I would know much better.