by Nick Gisburne
Call me He, or She, or maybe It
Does it really matter? I am God
Cower on your belly, scum! Submit!
Only joking. Rise, you silly sod
Yes, I am a transcendental thing
But a freaky fiction of the mind
Fight the urge to pray to me, or sing
Martyrdom? Permission is declined
Have you had a sordid, sneaky thought?
Yes, of course, you have them every day
Listen, then, and follow what you’re taught:
I will never judge you. You’re okay
Why would I be worried what you do?
God is not almighty. God is you
