Not believing enough in God
he was made unfortunate.
Neither cursed nor damned;
merely little things.
Missing rides,
running out of toilet paper,
showing up late.
Until, suspecting someone
he had overlooked,
he chose a God.
The wrong One it transpired.
Things worsened.
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Yes, one must be very careful when choosing a God.
great title, great poem, a moral to behold.
Gives new meaning to the phrase choose wisely, alright. I of course want to know what came next.
Great way of revealing our own inner nature!
Oh yes! Love this. Snake Eyes indeed.
Reminds me of the Pound poem about the ugly man marrying the woman who would have him--
sending him to his doom.
Larry, you got to pick your gods carefully. Some a them is mean!
excellent! *