Nassy Fesharaki

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My God - Poem by Nassy Fesharaki

My God

Face to face I sat and
My eyes red I frowned
Raised my voice in anger
“Hell with you! ” I told God.

Afterwards in the calm
Looked around in smile:
“You are an agnostic
There may be, may not be,
Physically; God, being.
Regardless, that poor thing,
Hears you, says nothing.
He listens when you shout.
In firmness he is rock.”

I called him many names
One of them was bastard
But still reprisal is nothing
I could feel no vengeance.

“Having him is great
Being weak, strong,
God is help, he is great.
You walk; talk, even shout.
In darkness there’s someone.
His being, medicine, soothes you.”

I, therefore, have my God.

Topic(s) of this poem: god

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Poem Submitted: Monday, May 11, 2015

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