Jessicazee is with me part way; Wilco is part way there; Shuushin’s Ogden Nash comparison is not a bad thing; Zodiac is befuddled as usual; but by Job, you’ve got it. At least what you say is lighthearted and heavy-handed is what I meant. I suppose it’s ok for people to get what they see in a poem, but it’s gratifying when somebody sees it the way I do.

I see your point about the last four lines.

Admittedly.

You see, since it's not obvious to you, the cliche "one of a kind" is grosely and always wrong for obvious reasons.

I predict I’ll say something about how irrelevant it is of you to say that because you’ve heard that "poetess" and "girly" are not opposing that makes this merely a girly poem. It’s the kind of thing you can be counted on to say. What I predict I’ll say is not at all unimaginable.

I'm hurt that you don't care whether I hate trolls. Maybe I'll write a paradelle showing how despicable trolls are, and I'll do it to change your opinion on whether I care. Would I then be showing? No, I'd just be telling in another way. I like telling, and I like showing, and I hate rules, including somebody's list entitled, "tools of the poet."

Did you not want to like it because you've been there.

Oh, the last two lines are what it's about. :(

I am so very, very sorry that you are so mistreated by racist nentwined. Go for empowerment! Stand up for your rights, maybe stand nude in a stadium for your rights. But I wont join you in that cause. If I'm nude in a stadium it is for reasons the man in the stands knows.

Zodiac: "It reflects poorly on your kind."
Dovina: Yeasts are good at what they do.

Your paraphrasing does not come across with its usual inaccuracy and therefore impossibility of apt response. No, I agree with your summary given its summary nature. My recent response was to richa’s comment and deviated from yours, and for that you unjustly poked criticism.

Now to your most recent comment.

The point of the poem is not to convince people of something. It is not to criticize their faith. It is to express feelings I personally have about God. The fact that my understanding of Him differs from those people who find Him a loving and caring God who wants to make His people happy by sending them to heaven via disaster is not my point. I want to understand God as He is, and this poem, I believe, is a step in that direction.

I heard a story once about a girl who was raped and her name was June and the time from October to June was nine months, and it kinda goes along if I stretch it a bit, kinda the way a genius does when a step above the other guys. Of course I wouldn't brag or anything like that.

And a rock so heavy he cannot lift it. Does that make Him flawed?

Please, let's not rehash that. It's been gone over more on poemranker than a lone bitch beagel in a pack of males.