Playing The Hand Of God
To divert the
wind, wouldn't that be good
to turn back the
tide; remove the torrent?
Wouldn't that be
me playing the hand of God?
Wouldn’t that be
virtuous, not abhorrent?
Life is a little
slow at times pedestrian
but when chaos
presents itself, it comes
like a bolt from
the blue on a chariot
in a head-on
collision course, it comes
Ah, it comes to
level the playing field
and flatten our
sandcastles, meaningless
we're all
standing in its path of stand or yield
inquiring if
it'll be redeeming us?
But I wouldn't
want to play the hand of God
change-will-come,
come as it-must-for-us all.
To divert the
wind wouldn't be that good
it would just be
another kind of curveball.
Be Who God Wants You To Be
Be who God wants
you to be
walk in his
footprints; it's your vocation in life
to follow in
these simple footsteps
whom you
are-meant-to-be.
Look, this isn't
just some form-of-happenstance
perchance, it
was the wrong way.
You'll get
warning signs every step of the way
Karma has a
funny way of turning us around.
And if we don't
listen, then the chips are face down
and like a weak
swimmer, you'll-certainly-drown.
God's Own Time Zone
I haven't
climbed mountains to be benevolent.
I haven't
crossed this river to tie your shoelaces
I didn't fall in
and out of love to become a pessimist
I didn't sleep
to overlook you in wide-open spaces
I haven't walked
over hot coals to wave goodbye
I didn't work my
fingers to the bone, baring my soul
-my heart to
learn or forget how to smile or cry
'God, I didn't
cross this or any other Time zone
to be simply
here or there, then live or die alone.'
MARK ANDREW HEATHCOTE
MARK ANDREW HEATHCOTE is adult learning difficulties support worker. He has poems published in journals, magazines, and anthologies both online and in print. He resides in the UK, and is from Manchester. Mark is the author of “In Perpetuity” and “Back on Earth,” two books of poems published by Creative Talents Unleashed.
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