Poem -
Wall Street
I am walking up the concrete
steps
Grey and bitter
This is not God
Taking the elevator
Looking over the metropolis
The jungle concrete
This is not God
Driving down Wall Street
Past the exchange
The numbers
This is not God
Tacos from corner
Wall and Maiden
The truck stop
This is not God
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Sad but true. But I believe God will gladly be where He is welcome and will (sadly) politely step aside from where He is not
I like your comment
it made me smile to think that God has
the intuition or sense
to step off the grey brittle concrete
This is strong comment thank uuuu!!)))
It is a good day when Jai smiles :-)
Yep :)