God Forgot

Just something I wrote a few days ago to try and get the creative juices flowing after close to a year of not writing

What are you if not tender-hearted?
What are you if not unswerving?
What were you but a naive target?
What were you but so deserving?

Come all disciples and apostles,
Give some ghastlight with your gospels,
Bring your angels, from their brothels,
To provide mankind with hostel,

And if you see God,
Ask for his response;
If he even has the time to stop
And share his thoughts.
When singing your psalms,
Ask if he forgot
Whatever it means to sit atop
That shiny throne he's got.

Author's Note

It has been over a year since my last post on this site, and well over a year since I last wrote any poetry. I was feeling nostalgic, so posted this on here.

In the time since I last visited this site, I have moved country to live with my wife, and we now have our own house,and both are working post college jobs in our desired fields. In summary: writing has not been a priority. But now, I'm trying to get back into it.

I hope you enjoyed, whoever has read this.

Reviews

[jacob erin-cilberto]

I just read this. Love the line about the angels and the brothels.
This could refer to the real God, but it also fits with the one sitting on the throne in the White House...
and his angels getting cast out of heaven on a whim.
This is so well composed.
thanks
j.

[DoormanDan]

Thanks again for reading my work. I was in fact inspired by a mix of what was going on in America as well as what was going on in my own personal life at the time when writing this, so had a lot of aggression to get out.

[emmajoygreen]

Your words tip a knee to and with strong emotion. Life is abound with so much these days, rules and regulations virtually ignored and those who once made them behaving as they rule a world with neither morals nor ethics.

'And if you see God,
Ask for his response;
If he even has the time to stop
And share his thoughts.
When singing your psalms,
Ask if he forgot
Whatever it means to sit atop
That shiny throne he's got.'

The above words are so anti faith, but tragically many could understand tho' disagree with the venom. Prayers once part of Man's hope and trust seem so often to disappear into space yet - not upwards as one used to patiently wait for. Life and the liberty to live italters from day to day, nothing definite, little welcome unless hiding from life is the only and singularly selfish alternative. Who or what rules Humankind these days. AI or absolute stupidity-

[Art Sun]

an interesting work...time away from writing can bring back the intensity of our thoughts from within...

[DoormanDan]

True that. Thanks for reading :)