God Poem

God is? Father mother teacher
punisher big brother preacher?
I will? Love serve worship adore revere
Respect exalt attend obey learn fear

We say God gives cause for everything
We think God has purpose for the crying
Kids die because God wants them in the sky?
With God there is always a reason why.

And even if I drift (to the devil?)
If I wandered down to lower levels
God would boost me back where I’m supposed to be?
The one who’d stay up through the night for me?

Or is it me, even in the dark, all along?
Or is it me, even when in light, all along?
My ups and downs, my joy and pain, my being
Is made by me. Frightening, might be freeing –

That I am my own shoulder to cry on
I am my own dusk and my own new dawn.
I am Father mother teacher
punisher big brother preacher.