Ecstatic I was to see Him
So when I found God wandering
I followed Him
He was so much like us
Except for monkey face prosthetic
And cheap flashy yellow clothes
Also, he wielded a mace made of plastic
Elders passed him by unconcerned
Girls looked at him in suspicion
Knocking at the every door
He smiled with eyes
For the fear of dropping prosthetic
Or character
Household owners shooed him away
Though children watched at Him in awe
Wondering whether all of their bedtime stories
Could turn out to be true
The one who was called ‘Problem-Solver’
Had no solution for chasing dog
Somehow saving Himself from chasing dog
He sat next to me on the chair in the cafe
Removing His face prosthetic
He asked for a hot tea
And fried bread stuffed with potatoes
“Silly people!”
God mumbled staring at people flocking His temple
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