Smother God

God smothers me--with air in every breath,
He doesn’t give me any choice at all,
if I choose not to breathe, He gives me death,
He won’t let me be free to make the call.

God mothers me, He suffocates with care,
records my thoughts, marks down my every sin,
He won’t let me alone, He’s everywhere,
then nannies me what trouble I am in.

God Fathers me, with life and love and law,
He made me human when He made me free,
free to sin, yet forgiven every flaw,
free to love, so forever free to be.

Feel free to smother me, and suffocate,
and, Father, mother me to heaven’s gate.

                     by Pete Voelz      1/27/14