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H E Hasben was struck by lightning in the Artvilla parking lot after posting his “My God Poem” late last night. Medics one the scene report that Hasben suffered burns on much of his body especially his rear end.
Our correspondent was able to obtain a statement from Hasben. “It was a clear night. There was a flash.”
Medical personnel say that Mr. Hasben will recover but his hair may be permanently singed and he has a faint smell of sulpher.
My God didn’t drown babies
because he was mad at adults.
My God didn’t leave babies in the rubble of some city
on purpose.
My God wouldn’t need to kill
babies
to convince any Pharaoh.
My God tortures no one
for eternity.
My God knows nothing of days nor seven days.
My God needs no
horsemen .
My God created
no perfect universe,
no unchanging Adam or Eve.
My God created evolution
and an imperfect universe where
imperfection creates change.
My God created
a universe that can explode again and again
if necessary,
a universe that is made up of space and
energy
that may last
forever.
My God gave me
forever.
I figure he has a lot of time on his hands
or her hands and
with a lot of time on his hands he’ll get
bored again
and need me
to
ask him stupid questions.
The angels are such yes men
and the people in heaven are such
an adoring crowd.
Surely he needs someone to
talk
to
but
If your God gets me
I’m a crispy critter
You gave me free will Lord.
Will you burn me for using it?
“He’s a good fellow and twill all be well.” **
** The Rubayyat of Omar Khayyam
Lithium
by Janet Kuypers
from the “ Periodic Table of Poetry” series
I know I needed you around me, I was desperate.
I know I wanted you in my life to calm me down.
I know I needed you to stop me from my manic episodes.
They told me it’s not an addiction I have with you,
but then they told me that if I broke away from you altogether
I would cycle back to my old psychotic, unhealthy ways.
So please don’t tell me I’m crazy for wanting you.
But I just couldn’t stand being me. I just wanted to calm down.
I was desperate for you. I wanted to feel normal again.
You were the one to calm ME down, but the thing is,
you were the one that was also supposed to help me
with my poor judgment and aggression.
Because when I was with you, I felt like my blood was on fire.
With you around I couldn’t eat any more. I felt dizzy with you,
I’d feel tremors and twitching. You made me unsteady.
On the surface, you seemed soft to me, with you silver-white hair.
With your lightness, I forgot how metallic you were when we joined.
And now look what we’ve become.
when we finally got together, when we fused together,
when we were finally ready to take each other in,
we became the source for the most violent explosion.
We became a part of a preordained cycle I couldn’t escape,
we became radioactive and caused something so unstable
that we destroyed everything we had.
You helped my destroy everyone that was me.
Wait Your Turn Poem
Where j’all go?
It’s not my language, that, but it just came out.
It needs a bigger language than my own.
So many gone.
All, in fact.
The whole gang.
All the guys, and more.
Tell me, where j’all go?
And why not me?
Shh, shh
Just wait your turn.
Wait Your Turn Poem Seymour Shubin 2012
Helium
by Janet Kuypers
from the “ Periodic Table of Poetry” series
I couldn’t help it.
I was attracted to you.
You elevated me.
You seemed so content, so light,
and when I saw you, you looked
so hot, like a solar flare.
Whenever I see you outside,
I feel you penetrating my pores
every single day.
But I didn’t realize
that outside like this,
we were never truly alone.
But being near you made me giddy,
I’d even raise my voice
whenever you’d come near me.
But only now I learn
That even though you’re hot, you’re colder
than anything I’ve ever touched.
So maybe
it wasn’t your heat
that drew me to you…
I think you’re truly unique,
but you tell me you’re common,
even though you’re still so hard to find.
I’d have to
search the Universe for you
to realize
you’re not as special
as you’ve led me to believe.
So, I’m sorry.
I couldn’t help it.
You have this effect on me
whenever you come to me like this.
I’m always so tense,
but with your low boiling point,
and the way you connect with me
you’ve calmed me down
and shown me a new perspective.
Because of this,
I avoided the fact
that we don’t really mix well together.
Either way, I still hoped
you could help me –
I mean, you can make me
feel like I can fly when I’m with you.
I just have to remember
that even though,
Every once in a while,
I can literally breathe you in,
A few second later,
you’re gone.
Hydrogen
by Janet Kuypers
from the “ Periodic Table of Poetry” series
when I thought of our relationship,
when I thought of your relationship to me,
I thought of a molecule of Hydrogen:
how you were afraid of me, but also
how you were so obsessed with me…
and although you always kept your distance,
you were always revolving around me.
and when we finally eventually fused together,
you were like a Hydrogen bomb:
forcing me to push away everyone I loved,
forcing me to hurt everyone close to me.
and that is when I snapped and lost it,
because I couldn’t let you use me like this.
I couldn’t let you cause so much destruction.
I couldn’t let everything I valued be destroyed.
I know it was a basic attraction with us,
but although you might not have liked it, I think
it was better when you just kept your distance.