Imaginary friend

    He awaits your descision, your every whim and command,

    He is your comfort, always there to lend a helping hand.

    Within seconds he is there to provide love and hope

    To offer advice on how to live and to help you cope.

    Rubbish, silly, stupid, ignorant... Get real.

    Nothing like this exists, he will not hand you your next meal.

   He will not hear your every prayer, he will not give you life.

   He will not love you, or relieve you fo your strife.

  What we should believe in is god, for he is always here.

  Making our every descision as we blindly adhere,

  To his every demand, his calling, and his needs.

  For he is the only thing justifying our deeds.

  This child looked puzzled, as he turned to himself in an effort to try to mend,

 because he could not understand, how this god was different from his imaginary friend.

 

 

 

Author's Note

This is told from me of the time when my mother told me that my thoughts, ideas, and stories were not real...they were fairytales; and instead i should believe in a talking snake... a man that lived in a 'large fish' for three days, and someone who talked to a burning bush.... and she called me crazy. *rolls eyes*

Reviews

[Sean M. Addams]

very cool interesting write... liked the detail and creativeness of this.... thought you did a great job on this... keep up the great writes...

[cest la vie]

So glad you did not listen to her (on this subject). This is a wonderful, witty write. Keep the creative juices flowing . Nicely done