Blasphemy Poetry

Bless me Father

for I have sinned

again and again

and no

I’m not done yet

but you already
knew that

with your
omni everything brain

the same one
which created
such defective beings

with our dysfunctional existence

Where flaws abound

Saints no longer found

Hard to believe
these marble statues
ever once
flesh and blood

Even your
apparent uninvolved
absentee ownership
the limits of faith
in your divinity

Did you lose your way

or did the master plan
go astray?

Could it be
Mr High and Mighty
is as defective as we?

Guess this be
one of your
mysterious ways
screw up rationalizations

You sure
have no shortage
of enablers
kissing up to you



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