Poem -
Wall Street
I am walking up the concreteÂ
stepsÂ
Grey and bitterÂ
This is not GodÂ
Taking the elevatorÂ
Looking over the metropolisÂ
The jungle concreteÂ
This is not God
Driving down Wall Street
Past the exchangeÂ
The numbersÂ
This is not God
Tacos from cornerÂ
Wall and MaidenÂ
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 commentÂ
it made me smile to think that God hasÂ
the intuition or senseÂ
to step off the grey brittle concreteÂ
This is strong comment thank uuuu!!)))
It is a good day when Jai smiles :-)
Yep :)Â