Poem // If God

I have a hole where faith should be.

The ruthlessness of God, it leaves me
cold and unimpressed. I tick on empty.

In the darkness I still say my prayers.
Angels may hear, act in love as agents.

I hedge my bets for the blameless,
friends and family. The beauty I see.

My ears are ready to be filled with joy
like deserts blooming, flooded by rain.

I have no need for church or minister.
If God wants to explain all, come to me.

Some tea and biscuits will be waiting.

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