God and I, go to couples therapy together

Fouzia Azrin Poems India

Fouzia’s poem ‘God and I‘ wanders in the space between belief and disbelief, puddle-jumping the piques and taking graceful pauses to ponder upon her relationship with the supreme concept.

God and I,
we haven’t spoken in a while,
I have shut my doors on the inside.

God and I,
we have unresolved issues.
God and I,
go to couples therapy together,
I sit on the red couch
And God, on a high horse.

The counselor presumes God’s
Preferred pronoun and the walls
Start closing in
The room turns into a casket
And I knock on the coffin
to let them know I’m breathing.

God and I,
We are poles apart
God walks on water
I test the temperature before stepping in
And struggle to swim in the deep seas.

God and I,
try to invent and reinvent
our relationship
but I am not one to commit
and worst of all, we have anger management issues.

God and I,
We indulge in a battle of name calling,
He calls me a disbeliever, a sinner
I call him a narcissist, a fraud
we do not run out of words
But the therapist runs out of time.

Fouzia Azrin