Spring, without God (a poem)

SPRING, WITHOUT GOD

 

God gave me a rose,

And God is love.

The rose made me

 

Sneeze, and I have

Asthma. The rose

Landed

 

Me in hospital,

Which can’t be right

If God is love

 

And gave me a rose

And anticipates all.

So God wanted

 

Me in hospital

To show me love?

I would have

 

Done it differently.

God hates me

Or does not exist.

 

I chanced upon a rose.

It meant nothing.

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About Santi Tafarella

I teach writing and literature at Antelope Valley College in California.
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