Talking to God
Doesn't seem odd,
Until he starts talking back.
Then you're a quack,
Under attack -
A public lightning rod
What does he say,
To those on display?
How are they chosen to hear?
If I stand near,
Stretch out my ear,
Could I be shown the way?
Inspired by episodes of Joan of Arcadia and Blue Bloods watched last night.
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