Poem: This Must be God Speaking

Photo credit; Kamakshi Subramani

“You want to know my prayer; that is personal, between God and I!”

And even when I feel like declining, it seems, you have all the answers:

I thought about, “What would God do in this situation?”

Still, you have all the answers, “Why we should pray,

Communicate—worship together: “You call ‘A day of pampering!”

“I call a day of wanting to know my thoughts, and my whereabouts,

As I allow myself to hear you out, cause I find that your ‘intrusion,’ will not stop,

Until you have won over wanting; To have what you want, in your meddling,

Searching, your loneliness, your hurt: I comply, to the urge of your insistence.

And forgive myself—for not liking my submission.

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