Carsten Thomsen


The Nun - Poem by Carsten Thomsen

She was black.
A salvation army nun,
and I was just me,
though richer than

usual,
waiting
for my connection
to take me to heaven

to my version of God.
She asked and I gave.
“You are a good man”
she told me.

“God will not forget you.”
“God is dead.” I replied.'
“..and you don’t need

Nietzsche or the 12 o’clock
news to tell you that”

“I pray He will
forgive you your
blasphemy.”
she answered.

“So do I.”
I replied.
'So do I'
We both smiled

knowingly.


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Poem Submitted: Monday, October 9, 2006

Poem Edited: Thursday, October 14, 2010


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