selection

Thank you God
for voting me yours,

no “eight out of eight”
to settle the case,

you and Jesus
poem-ing on,

one God voting
here to stay.

From the time I was in
my mother’s womb

to the time my hair
began breaking grey,

thank you, God,
for voting us yours,

broken world
coming to stay.

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