Post-Almost Rapture/End of the World (Joplin, Missouri - Misery - much in mind) - Prayer to the Broken Western God Image

A not so benevolent deity sitting in the arch entrance of Canterbury, England. 

Made the fearful day of the wrongly predicted "end of the world" by 

a Christian Fundamentalist madman (May 23, 2011):

Thus thusly under the covers I go in part for fear that perhaps that 

Christian madman is right, for God really too, like us, is mad mad 

mad and bigger than us and even though I protest a mad god and 

a madder world I tremble beneath covers and pray..."Stay the day 

of Thy return, o God, o stay and leave us be...do not return until 

Thou, too, art whole and restored within Thy Triune Threnody.*

 

Should'st Thou return now only a repeat of blood and fury would 

ensue then there is indeed nothing new under the sun even in  

Thee, o broken but Mighty.

 

Again I plead that Thou stay away until one true day when all shall 

indeed be reconciled and there is no more requirement of my blood, 

that of others, to ineffectively cover the emptiness within Thine own 

Self - we are image of each, O God, but Thou hast the greater 

power. What satisfaction would come from slaying me who is as 

subject to forces as Thee which keep us both inwardly parted, 

separated,  longing yet for some turn about, some authentic 

change where wolf may indeed lay down with the lamb, swords 

become plows, and Thou, o God, art indeed become at last a God 

of real Peace."

 

* Threnody - a song, hymn or poem of mourning 

composed or performed as a memorial to a dead 

person. The term originates from the Greek word 

threnoidia, from threnos ( "wailing") + oide ("ode");[

ultimately, from the Proto-Indo-European  root wed- 

("to speak") that is also the precursor of such words 

as "ode", "tragedy", "comedy", "parody", "melody" 

and "rhapsody".

**

The fundamentalist Christian college I attended. Yon John 

Calvin's dark hill...I fled and found other mounts, refuged, 

solitary, poetry became more than an interest...

My first published poem after leaving the Christian college

linked below.I was till choking on apocalypse for breakfast. 

Was really into aleatory poems, constructing them late 70's":

https://newspapers.digitalnc.org/lccn/2014236912/

1982-05-01/ed-1/seq-14.pdf