To those whose hunger stabs their every
waking moment...food is God.

For the soldier on a raging battlefield,
whose comrades body has just been
blown to bits of bloody raw flesh
.a place of safety is God.

To the homeless and disenfranchised
who shiver on a winters night
.shelter is God.

For the millions whose body is ravaged
by pain...morphine...medication and relief
of their constant misery...that to them is God.
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© Joe Fazio

(brief renderings) Joe Fazio

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