Morning Glory…

Brother,
Today morning,
I saw
the sun break out,
it seemed,
in great exhaustion.
It has been
that sort of season,
Hasn’t it?
This great God,
not so much rising,
as dodging
his daily demons.

Brother,
I am no atheist,
and mean no disrespect,
but really,
I much prefer the fog,
demon though he may be.
At least I can blow
smoke clouds,
teetotaler though
I may be.

Brother,
If the sun stayed
under a cloud,
I wouldn’t be sad,
I think.
And anyway,
what kind of God
battles so
for his own life?

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Posted on December 20, 2005, in Uncategorized. Bookmark the permalink. 2 Comments.

  1. O,I want the sun out everyday no matter how cold it gets thereafter.

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