Sendings
By Shirley Segev
© Shirley Segev
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Usually I believe in God
Usually I believe in God
when afraid,
small and helpless,
worthless and needy,
then I beg,
selfish little bundle.
Not when I remember
the million really
small, helpless,
needy, now dead.
Then, I don't.
I am Recycling
I am recycling, that's what
I'm doing,
recycling in three
compartments,
the good
and the bad
and the ugly.
They turned us all into garbage
collectors, he said.
No, recycled we were
always,
just the speed and
compartments
are new.
I feel better when I Look outside the window
I feel better when I look out
the window
at the cloudy, dreary sky,
and the rain and the mud,
the naked bark rot and waste.
I say, my, how you screw up your
world, God,
and this just a little weather,
mind you, no earthquake, or flood or
big winds,
compared to those
my screw-ups too are modest;
though I must confess
it's not fair
that the concept of god
is useful
to justify small transgressions,
is this what brought on
the flood.