for I am cold
the weather
tremendously rugged
and no place I feel safe,
or so now I am told.
Who has the answer
for where I am to be
during this turbulence
twenty-first century?
Madness coming in
and flooding the possibility
of what in essence
is the divine creativity
and human compassion
for everything
God did invest in me?
Some have said that God is not real
and if so quite distinctly mad
making man a treacherous being;
for in this world God created
nothing of that richness
and magical happenings
is further to be seen.
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August 18th, 2016
Tags: Conscience