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God

Hey God, are you listening to me? 
It’s me a girl name Fibi 
Are you there? Why are you so quiet? 
If you wanna say “you can’t hear me” I don’t buy it
Why don’t you answer? Why are you making me mad?
Are you busy playing Golf with Jesus and Mohamma?
What the heck! Do you even exist at all?
But it seems that I’m talking to a Ball
Are you ashamed that you do not answer?
Many people are suffering, is that really fair?
I’m talking about a little boy with no fucking hands
Can’t you see his wish is playing in the beach with sands?
I’m talking about a girl that is being raped every night
His faggot father rapes her then prays to you is that right?
She’s only six years old and doesn’t have a doll to play
She doesn’t know how her nights changes to day
I’m talking about a father that can’t bring food for his children
They sleep with empty stomach, what’s the deal then?
I’m talking about those kids selling flowers in the street
People just ignore them, although they know they’re in need
If they don’t bring money to home, their father beat them to death
They work all day and night, and don’t have much time to rest
I’m talking about a blind boy that wishes to see the world
He’s crying and shouting your name can’t you here him Lord?
I’m talking about a mother that his son got killed in a war
She couldn’t recognize him cuz his corpse was full of scar
She’s gone crazy from that day and waiting for her son
What does this game mean to you? do you think it is fun?
So what’s the deal with those people living in peace?
Get your ass in here cuz I’m here to diss
Holly shit! did I offended you?
Well you’re forgiveness so sorry dude
Now tell me why some people are rich and happy?
And the others have a life which is so crappy
They have to die in hunger and poverty in this life
Cuz you promised to give them happiness in another life
For me believing in you is stupid and nonsense 
The creation of the world by you, doesn’t make any sense
Why should I have somebody like you beside me?
Somebody that I can’t feel, talk or even see
Asking these questions really changed me
When I say “I don’t believe in God” people may hate me
But I don’t give a fuck to what people think
I’m not crazy and I don’t need a shrink
So what’s my punishment? Should I wait till another life?
Till the doomsday that you torture me with cable and knife 
So here’s the deal between you and I until I die
I don’t need you in my life, let’s just say bye

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James Whaley

Dear Fibi,

     I wouldn't dare to debate with you. I have been angry with "God" myself. But I've grown to understand that a farmer can't be blamed if those entrusted to tend the Garden have fallen asleep on the job. Somebody(s) wants us to blame the spirit for what the flesh is guilty of. You have every right to be angry but you should not be so quick to surrender. We're doing the best we can with what we inherited from those who came before us.

                                                                                                                   Peace and Love

                                                                                                                           James Whaley

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Fibi Behjoo

Dear James

when I wrote this poem I was mad but right now I'm calm but still confused over the reasons of these sad things around us ...right now I'm not mad at god I'm mad at people who hurt each other more ...so maybe I should write a poem about that ;)

anyways don't worry I'm a good girl now 

regards 

Fibi

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James Whaley

Fibi,

    You had me worried there for a moment. I think your poem deserved more than just a thumb's up. Stay strong- and don't be afraid to reach out- we live in a difficult time- we need to encourage each other.

                                                                                                         James Whaley

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Scrappy Coco

Dear Fibi,

You are presenting an interesting poetico-religiuos reaction to a screwed situation we call The Present or 2013 for short..

Hurting someone is violent suppression, a restriction - one couldn't cease to wonder whether war, anger and violence would be soon declared a multinational sports and start doing Olympic games.

Bringing God to the table is unavoidable and tricky trap.. the religious God is Contraction a.k.a. limiting function, a static mechanism that if didn't exist.. mankind would have created these several "Gods" all over again, it might be that in each civilization God was simply "rediscovered", each time in more complex and disconnected from the objective reality manner.

In nature, be it on Earth or far out in the Universe, God is more of a abstract quantum formula, a "feeling" about space, time and direction (not destination) - there is no defined pattern or model that can be replicated or studied.

Following the cosmic cycle of the stars, black holes, cloudy clusters, lepton gases and plasma might give some basic insight.

So, back on the earthly "divine" Gods...

When the "modern" humans are sick, they take antibiotics which act as limiting function to the human body, then body gets polluted from these antibiotics and they take probiotics.., so same pattern 1st contraction then expand.

to some extend the religious God is like antibiotic, like it or not.

Mankind is patterned 1st to contract then to expand, as result wasting twice the energy needed for a single task - evolution.

There is nothing wrong with the modern times we live, We might be the right solvers of the right mess, or just make things a lot worse.

One of the scariest deceases we call cancer is actually expanding and uncontrollably multiplying cells.

If You got Cancer.. whether You believe in God or not would hardly help or heal you.., granted it might ease the physical and emotional pain (presented as illusion) but it wont fix Your inability to grasp and deal with the actual physico-existential problem.

Never give up!

Coco

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Jimmy Arnold

Hello Fibi, 

I can only say I am blown away with the pain you feel and the feelings expressed in this poem, A world full of hurt felt by one, for all others that has no answer to their affliction and has nowhere to turn for immediate answers or a simple light solution, nowhere to be found at their tunnels end...A journey felt traveled alone with no one, are nothing to turn to for support or left with enough feelings to care. If God
healed everyone whom had an ailment, the word (faith) would no longer exist, this would be an (expectant) by all that needed this assistance and just as you, (I too), if it weren't rendered when we wanted it to be, then we blame all the short comings on God. No one can say, that those that don’t have a life time to live, were taken solely for the fact of awakening in another existence, in another time but for everything their exist a reason for its mapped out design and if we knew the make -ups of this designed plan, then what reason would there be for a God? Why is it I to have asked, on many occasions, do the most innocent or the ones, that seem to always be the ones, that has to suffer the most, when you have individuals, (such as you pointed out), that abuse, misuse and lives only to confuse the lives of those that hurt the most in our societies, gathering comfort, pleasures from their sheer abilities of these mis-deeds that they with malice, force upon or prey upon others. They say God doesn't put on us no more than what we can bear, this too is another anomaly because on many occasions, (I just like many others), have been conflicted with so much burdon, that I came to believe he had forsaken me and the punishment in my eyes, superceded the offense and the demise by
he, were not warranted., leaving me just as you, with nothing but questions to be answered by this invisible being we know as God..Until one day as a (11) year old I was swinging on this tree swing we had erected, in a fig tree we had growing be side our house, the kind of swing, where some people use
a tire as its seat, we instead used a 2" thick wooden board for the seat. I being a silly kid at the time, had gotten in trouble for something I had done wrong and was a little upset over the rectifications of the wrong doing and  decided to post up on my knees, behind the swing and push it forward as far as I could, to where it almost wrapped the rope a complete rotation around the limb it went so high, so as the swing came back towards me, I continued setting there waiting for the swing to come back
towards me with my eyes closed, actually waiting for this swing to hit me and at the point of impact the swing should have made contact with my face, it did not and as I opened my eyes, I could see that the swing had stopped in mid air about 5 feet from my face, as if someone or something had simply reached out grabbed the swing and held it there away from my face, ultimately hindering its
contact. I being young did not know how to take this and  was scared as hell and never told anyone
about this, until I was a lot older and when I exposed this, I wasn't to be believed, just as it would have been perceived when I was younger, which was the reason I hadn't said anything back then....From that point on, I knew if there wasn't a God , there had to be some form of guardian angels out there, that do exist and does intervene when we least expect it not when we demand it.I can tell you of some experiences that I have been witness to, that would really shock the (hell) out of you and if it had not happened to me personnally,it would have been hard for me to believe as well...So all I have to say (even
though I feel I have said enough already) is to don’t give up on your, (at one point belief in God0, because all things has its design on living, be it in this life or another....It’s easy to see the bad in the things people do, for we sometimes fall witness to its existence but the good is what’s being tested on
a daily basis and what’s hard to give belief to because of its sporadic  in nature deliverance….So please don’t allow yourself to give up right yet, you are alive for a reason and sooner if not later, your card will be drawn and when it does, I hope it’s presentation and for its true cause, will it again, rekindle your belief in someone are thing besides disparity…..Keep your head up and heart open, in there is a lot of room and it can become one lonely place to hide and its not a  place you wonna be caught up in alone....(Your Heart)..

Take Care of your self,

Jim      
    

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Fibi Behjoo

Thx all for all your sweet comments :) I wasn't expecting this.....by this poem I just hope for a better day that we won't have such things cuz they really piss me off :(((( you may not believe it but many nights I just start crying like crazy!!! I feel ashamed to be human and to see such things //// everyone has an opinion on God but or me God is an Energy ....and how this energy is involved in our life and sometimes make us happy and sad??? by people ....so here God means people.....except the natural diseases and ....I don't know about them and it's still a question for me......but I'm still mad with human beings :/

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