We Be God

in human pods
playing a game
without a name
or is there a name
to this endless game
of searching and seeking
to give our lives meaning
that’s what we do, ya know
we search and we seek
and hope for a peek
at the Master behind this trilogy
but to our surprise
the Master is WE!
We be the Masters
of this game called Life!
only, in human pods.


~ This poem is lovingly dedicated to a dearly departed friend whose favorite thing to say was “Hey, we be God!”. Thank you for the many laughs JonJon. You will never be forgotten. And always remember, you are dearly loved! Altho now you’ll be telling US that more now, yes? *Cosmic Winx* to ya Baby! ~B ~

Copyright © 1999 Brenda Barnhart
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