The clergy
who drum into their congregations
litanies that have no bond
with common speech
have begun to worry me as well.
Until my life began to move
across the hill and down
I was unaware that God
was such a complicated man.
He was never Latin to me
nor Sanskrit till translation.
I want a man
that I can understand
to govern me,
for I need love
and understanding too.
And so I hope that God the friend
and not the father
will come banging on my door.