If I Snore

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If I Snore

A Poem

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Sometimes late at night when the moon is high in the sky and I am deep into sleep dreaming of a juicy hamburger, God appears as if out of nowhere and proceeds to tell me how challenging His day has been and how just once He wishes that homo sapiens could solve their own problems without pleading, demanding or cajoling Him to work miracles. I listen politely, struggling to keep my eyes open and my heart ready to receive a few pearls of wisdom. If I snore, God tickles me until I wake up and pay attention.

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