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An interview with God

Sunday 11th January 2009 3:21 pm

You know what will happen, so why this test?

Why live life here on earth in the first place?

Mr Almighty, you enjoy a rest

Forget this free will crap, cut to the chase

Will I see Lucifer or Peter’s face?

Why this cruel mortal experiment

Where your rules are ignored but you still base

Our eternal happiness or torment

On our performance while you are absent?

When dads run off, things never go their best

You know your wayward kids need an embrace

Then we’ll be good, and hell’s new homes vacant

Are you placing insider bets? Confess,

And your sins will all vanish without trace

◄ Early days, early doors

It's okay, he's not listening any more ►

Comments

Chris Dawson

Tue 13th Jan 2009 11:17

I wouldn't even try and impose my beliefs on someone else - not that I think I could.
I, too, related to this poem - just from a different perspective. I find it very difficult to separate the mechanics of the poetry from the subject matter, particularly one which appears to invite debate. If we're being strictly technical then this doesn't entirely conform to the standard sonnet form of ababcdcdefefgg with the last couplet providing a resolution .... a tall order that! - justify god's behaviour in two lines, make 'em rhyme - and don't forget ya iambic pentameter!
Cx
P.s. - really do enjoy your take on things Tony, and admire the way you can get it into 14 lines! :-)

<Deleted User>

Tue 13th Jan 2009 09:25

Well, being a firm believer of the existence of One God for all, I was able to leave my own thoughts behind andd read this and still relate to it. I don't impose on anyone else so I don't expect the same from elsewhere and I read poetry as poetry (the creation of another's work)

Chris Dawson

Tue 13th Jan 2009 08:05

Phew! Glad I didn't offend about the existence or not of a supreme being. And I'm extremely pleased that you haven't even made mention of the fact that I used 'their' when I meant 'there'!
Cx

P.S.I've also left another reply to you after my last blog entry.

Chris Dawson

Tue 13th Jan 2009 00:30

I wouldn't for the world want to offend you, or anyone else for that matter, my apologies if I have done. When it comes to the question of religious beliefs - I believe that we should both be free to believe whatever we wish and to express those beliefs.
As to your challenge to us non-believers
to prove their is no god, well - you can't prove a negative .... but I still look forward to the day when you can say to me 'See! Told you so!' :-)
Still think the last 2 lines need looking at.
Cx

Andy N

Mon 12th Jan 2009 18:06

interesting piece, tone when my pc is working proper - you can expect more feedback than a quick 2 minute as this piece deserves more than that certainly!

<Deleted User>

Mon 12th Jan 2009 16:34

I love this poem and it is one I can relate to.

not only that it is well written

Chris Dawson

Mon 12th Jan 2009 11:10

At the risk of offending (which I always do TRY to avoid), and certainly going against the concensus of opinion here ... maybe there is no test ... maybe there is no being there to test us....maybe we're all just talking to ourselves? Anyway - whether or not we are just characters in some superior being's game of Sims is somewhat too big a subject to debate through the medium of a comment box. I liked the way the poem begins to ask questions, but then the last couple of lines seemed - to me - to belong to a different piece of work. Or maybe this one just ends too abruptly. First 12 lines - has this entity got a plan for us? Last 2 - hypocrisy of confession - big subject for 2 lines. Might have worked better with repentance than confession.
Just a thought.
Cx

<Deleted User> (5646)

Mon 12th Jan 2009 10:29

Why is it that when things go wrong we think of life as a test but when they're going swimmingly well, we think of it as a welcome challenge.
If you think of God as being a father and you want him to embrace you then surely you should embrace life. Whatever!
Perhaps that's the test. Endurance and survival against all odds.
There's a song in there somewhere.
Maybe we just can't accept that there are things in life which are no longer relevant or valid so we plough on regardless and everyone concerned is unhappy, instead of coming to agreeable solutions. Like closing one door before we can open another.
Whoo! this poem has raised some issues Antonionioni!
When is a door not a door?
When it's a jar! (boom boom)

Thanks for this. Can i come back when i die and tell you if there is really a person called God in the heavens? Unless you die first of course in which case i give you permission to come back and tell me.
Janet.x

clarissa mckone

Mon 12th Jan 2009 03:03

Hi antonio, your poem a subject near and dear to me.I wonder as well.I dont recall any verbage that says God knows what we will do.When I read about Job, I sure feel sorry for him, and that was a test for sure, and it was a deal made between God and the Devil. I cant say that I aprove, as a parent, and sub creator, I feel its wrong to test others.BUt Im not the one and only God. I sure feel like Im some kinda experiment, ants under glass, being watched. I think God is always there, in everything we see that was created, and just there. It bothers me that I dont hear a voice talking to me after my prayers, but then I figure Im not that big of a problem, and it could be, prob is, that there are worse problems out there, then my own. Im still waiting to hear rocks cry out Gods name, boy that will be a day to remember. Truth be told, I dont get the whole test thing, the free will deal.If today, I turned into God, The devil would not be alive in any way shape or form again, Id set up a large chair, for the world to see, and Id sit and chat.No more tests, you f -up and your gone, I guess would be how it would have to work, altho that seems kinda harsh to me, could be some kinda jail cell put up, so you get a fair warning, Im here and Im watching now. If Im wrong and there is no God, then I have not pissed anyone off, and I have tried to live a good life and be a good person, in the end thats what counts. Thats what Id be rememberd by.I think we need to be kind to others, and help people in need. Sure, I wish I could stop wars and such, but Im one person.I enjoyed the poem. sorry for going on and on.

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