I can show you God
A Poem by Coyote Poetry
Just thoughts and things to ponder on
I knew a woman from Santa Cruz. We sat together often drinking hot and tasty
coffee on the Santa Cruz boardwalk. Her heart was cold and dead.She told me God is dead and forgotten.
We are just people struggling with no place to go or reasons to be alive.
I smiled and pointed to the sea.
I told her God is alive.
Look at the dancing sea.
The sun above us. Gifts for us from God.
God isn’t our master or guide.
Life is for us to decide.
She looked frustrated and asked.
Don’t God support to protect and save us?
Look at this world. War, murder, violence and dead-ends.”
I requested her to travel with me.
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