O Master, Boss,
Unique and only Sir,
We beg that Thine Almightiness (or His)
Flex His (or Thine) unending mercy to the uttermost
In righteous overlooking of our pitiable insufficiency,
Created though we be by Thee, O peerless Engineer.
Moreover beg we also that Thy Three-In-Oneness,
All-BeingBeer, All-Doing Doer, All-Knowing Knower, All-Owning Owner,
Try and convict and sentence our turdworthiness
To everlasting comeuppance without surcease of suffering
Save by Thy sovereign say-so and agreed-on decreed creed.
We hold ourselves in horror!
Flog and flay our flawed flesh if Thou wilt.
Thy will be done, whatever.
Beseech we Thee, notwithstanding, O Mono-Demiurge, O Mister:

Let fly if only a sliver of Thy bottomless compassion
In support of us, Thy sin-soiled product line.
Wholly in the name of the Father who art Thou,
And the Son’s name whose Father Thou art,
And the Ghost Thing’s name, and all Y’all’s name,
Forever and evermore. Absolutely.
One-hundred percent.
Believe me.

(Copyright 2018 James Mansfield Nichols. All rights reserved.)

About JMN

I live in Texas and devote much of my time to easel painting on an amateur basis. I stream a lot of music, mostly jazz, throughout the day, and watch Netflix and Prime Video for entertainment. I like to read and memorize poetry.
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