What If God Was a Woman?

What if God Is a Woman?  And she’s coming soon?
Have you ever seen a man that didn’t come from a womb?
Ever see one that didn’t end up in a tomb?  Of some kind?
Me, I’m a child of the commode…I see all behind.
And I listen with my eyes…I see her, in skin of black lacquer, Pipe in her mouth, full of wondrous laughter
Calling her out of her gender all these years, no wonder Feminine Energy sheds so many tears,
Can you imagine what it would feel like if God were always referred to as an eel?
How could a gorilla relate?
Somebody better call Darwin, the hours getting late…
The Muslims say God has no gender, not tough, not tender, maybe both
maybe neither…
We can’t conceive it. Hard even to believe it…Listen…
I don’t know do you? A tribute to Sekou…”time for a New Blue Haiku”…
Me, I’m too sinister to be a Minister…eat too much ham to be an Imam
too full of yeast to be a Priest
Too frail to find the Holy Grail
Didn’t go to school long enough to be called a Doc…
But sometimes I can feel it, that space between the Tick and the Tock…
What if God Is a Woman?  And she’s coming soon?
To a theater near you….
Good night, Good doubt, and I’m out.