Christ, Mohamed, Buddha.

Poetry

Christ is the one who saved me
From myself
But not from his followers.
Mohamed came to me once
In a Denny’s late at night
And made me question
The existence of Christ.
Buddha arrived
During the time of grieving
And invited me in
With a gentle voice
That told me to
Sit down
Shut up
And be.

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s

This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.