Feminist Poem for Children Disguised as a Religious Credo
Have you made right
with your maker?
Don’t forsake her.
Before you turn out the light,
Kiss Mommy goodnight.
A Brief Theodicy
In a perfect world, I wouldn’t be saying,
“In a perfect world….” I wouldn’t be praying
For forgiveness for what I hadn’t done right,
Done partly because I lack perfect sight
In our imperfect world, where sin speeds along
On the freeway of life, past the river of wrong,
And God pulls you over like a traffic cop
At the celestial light where all must stop.
In a perfect world, there’d be no crime,
So God would be out of work all the time.
God only knows what he’d do without sin,
And that’s why we have this world we’re in