Transcendent, absent God I cannot find you.
You have sacrificed your Sun to satisfy
Your self-proclaimed “jealous” nature,
Transcending the PHYSICAL presence of BEING next to me,
Now emotionally absent and off
Dying for your ideologies.
But I am MOTHER here feeding your children…
I am WIFE here crying for you in a cold bedroom.
I am DAUGHTER and SON here waiting for you to play with us.
Do you enjoy being far, far away?
Oh my Absent Father,
You are always just BEYOND
My loving
embrace.




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