no fun being God these days

the joke is
that the rabbit wasn't so lucky,

if he was
would he be missing a foot
now
attached to a key chain?

is there such a thing as luck.
as rubbing a stone,

tossing a coin into the well.
the falling
star we wish upon.

is there luck, or is it prayer.

the player prays
for the kick to go right,

the pass to be caught,
the basket made.

how busy God is with our small
worlds.

we want to be healed, to pass
the test.

we pray for the traffic to move.

we want love, we want for us
and others to avoid death.

we pray for what we don't have,
a car,
a boat, a house, a job,
we pray on bended knees
with tears for
something we can possess.

we pray that our sins are forgiven
or won't be known.

it's no fun being God with all
this mess.