So, You Are My God
by mazHur

O God, where can I find you?
You are no where to be seen;
You have no face to show,
No voice to tickle down the ears;
I don't think you even have ears!
With so many missing features--
Bo shape, no form, no features, no heart--
How could you be my god?
Or any body's God?
O God, Are you listening?
You said you made me in your image,
Okay,
But then why did you burden me with a heart,
A form, a body?
Wasn't that you wanted me to suffer
And finally die;
Until we meet again ?
You are a good businessman.
You know how to negotaiate and renegotiate
A bargain--any bargain-- for your gain;
Before the first seed is sown,
here as well as in the hereafter.
Do you think that's fair!
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