Dear Lord,
Let's be honest about it:
You threw me into this shit
Which I would have avoided if you didn't insist;
But now that the job is done,
With nothing left to offer or earn,
Please allow me to return
To that nothingness above the heavenly dome
That you call your eternal home
Where I used to freely roam,
Dear Lord,
As your precious ward.
1 comment:
Are you familiar with this novella?
https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/433567.Flatland
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