Tuesday, January 19, 2016

g_d - a sonnet ·


On _____'s birthday i write about g_d
and think about great painters born today
who do not have brothers with the name Todd.
Does g_d just see meaning in another way?

Why do we rename high-holy feeling
with a word used for killing others?
To love my brother, i'd give him healing
hoping g_d brings mending to all brothers.

Could g_d be her, our mothers and sisters
and we have lost our way from what is near?
Is blindness why our eyes are filled with tears,
or do we lack love enough love to quell fear?

G_d may not know we are in existence,
or know just of our loving increments .  .  .

jts 19/1/2016

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