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Blasphemer

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Red skies illuminate my fury,
I had something to say
as I rose like the Phoenix
towards skyscrapers that follow
shot verbals at Him
in neat boxes He swallows

I've been hurt like a man scorned and torn
twisting and resisting the pain You inflicted
like a dog gone mad from a God who's glad
to kick up His boots on tables of indifference
as You sat at Dachau playing games over abysses

I stood angry on blistering plains
hollering shrieks like a bird loud with song
the weeds push away in concentric circles
weaving and reweaving away from my story
damn if I didn't fear my pronouncement:

"Where are you big sky?
Why are your rains mixed with blighted trouble?
some plants get too much, others little
some dance the dance of ragged disinterest
and fall to the ground ceasing existence"

I had to say more
from my perch from on high
yes, I like the Phoenix could see all around
the up, the down, even the sides
nothing escapes my inner-view:

"Mom down the street
has no food for the table
sees crack-heads and wet-heads
eat gold with their fingers
as she sits at her chair and prays without answer."

So I sit with observance like everyone else,
asking questions not allowed to be asked.
The rebuke Job received -
"Who are you to question God?" -
can't be digested by those He molested.

©Bill Nace 4-10-11
ARTIST LAURIE LIPTON
What if the God that you serve shows how evil he really is?
© 2012 - 2024 Liam-Nace
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Sistheo's avatar
You're mixing up Satan's version of God with Christ's Immaculate Innocence