Small God Poem by Elmer Sayre

Elmer Sayre

Elmer Sayre

Dipolog City now living in Initao, Misamis Oriental

Small God



I have every material wealth conceivable-

A mansion in the hill, fatuous women;
A fleet of cars, fat contracts;
Cupboard brimming, fat belly;
Mile-long bankbooks, fat arthritis;
I crave for more and more and more,
Except that I don’t crave for god anymore-

My god is a small god, if anything at all.

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Elmer Sayre

Elmer Sayre

Dipolog City now living in Initao, Misamis Oriental
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