God

the color of godThis poem was written in 1983 and published in the Spring 1984 issue of Metanoia, the Montgomery High School creative writing magazine.

What colour is God?
A child with milk mustache asks.
Does God have a colour?
Is the reply.
Mother looks at her young offspring.
A loving look met by confused eyes.
Is God a person, my child?
Again perplexed eyes
meet caring gaze.
But child remembers
what mother says
and repeats
to her offspring when,
What colour is God?
Comes from young candy-sweet lips.

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