Non-Erotic PoetryGod's ToysGod made us to be free.
God made us to grow up into what we'd be.
He left us to run amuck.
To run and play and love and fuck.
He does not grant our wishes or our prayers.
He does not take away our fears or our scares.
God is a child who like to play.
And eventually God will grow up someday.
He will put all childish things away.
And here we'll lie in awful disarray.
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