Patti Masterman


Thorns Were The Latest Fashion - Poem by Patti Masterman

Thorns were the latest fashion
And sackcloth shirts, at a time
When they were already expecting god
To return any hour, of any day.

Hours spent at prayer
Were like shooting pennies at heaven;
We'd all play golden lyres
And bribe St. Peter for a place near the throne.

Still waiting for him to show up
When we least expect him,
Throw gigantic birthday parties
Each December, in his honor.

Shouldn't we have grown up by now
And stopped looking for money, under our pillows?
Because our morality is petty
And our gods were always false.

If we really mattered;
And our negligible lives,
Do you think a god in his right mind
Would have left us here all alone in the first place?


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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, March 9, 2010



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