Somewhere in the middle of the infinite skies
God has His abode
A palace of one million square feet
And it is painted by rain, snow and fattened black forces!
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I enjoyed reading the poem and kept reflecting on it for quite some time. I think you could have been a little more revealing in your satirical intent. I would definitely visit this poem again.
There are no gods, or abodes, just us Dinesh. Interesting write, giving food for thought.
Every poem must leave a little space to incorporate the discerning readers` musings within the restrictions. Dear Om Chawla sir, your reference to my satire that isn`t much revealing is right and I leave it up to each reader to think over and over the utopian abodes of God/Gods that cannot house the much more Utopian divinity. I am here telling out my observations that the firm theists cannot/may not digest. Thank you sir for reading this poem