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The good theodicy
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Stay still God
let me take out
the bullet in your brain
perhaps I am insane
to trespass such a cairn
don’t take back your amen
I’m only a spared layman
unheeded in-between
why you undid this heart of mine
I cannot but ween
You’re wide-awake God
but deadly infra-dig
your parlance is also quite grim
How will you clamor down
your underdogs’ grin?
The bones are dug off
whither the reliquary failed
oh yes all absaloms will yield
God tell me above-board
did you obnubilate your sword
did you think you’ll thwart
please God abjure a trifling word
until it won’t be too long
You’re telling you are true
I had to misconstrue
Look God your wound is glorious
I stitched your suffering vicarious
Don’t give me mincing thanks
they also scar your trails
You want to have me stay for dinner
I preclude to be thinner
I am awash with vespers
take flitting psalms upstairs
Don’t tail after me, tread
Here is your stock-in-trade.
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