Obediance.
I must recognize that I am God's child,
and like a drunkard
after days on a binge
with no idea where he should go,
I rely on God,
placid, head down,
apathetic and desperate.
And Satan says:
but what if you are not
God's child but God's
pet? He says:
If you ask for bread,
you will not be given a stone,
but perhaps feed whose
first ingredient reads
'byproduct meal'
made from beaks and skin,
splines and spines, ground
together, pressed into a pellet.
No, you won't be given snake.
But you may undergo
minor medical procedures
without the anesthetic
that would be used
on a human being.
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