2A/N: First poem that I've written in two years that means something to me. Hope you enjoy it too.
How to talk to God
by BoarderKC
Get down on your knees
with folded hands
Bow your head and breathe
Chant inherent words memorized since birth
and wait for hallowed light
Avert your eyes when the skies crack open
or close them for good measure
Purity burns retinas from sockets
and it's safer to be humble
Don't forget to find your voice
when your deity is waiting
Repeat prayers like erupting praises
profess dirty sins
to relieve you're cracking soul
Lose yourself, that's all he asks
Push past your body
and lose your mind
and let the light console you
This is your healing moment
And what of you, you heretic brethren
Push yourself to your feet
and focus on the sky
The stone grey clouds are churning
like a hellfire lava whirlpool
and you'll have to find the crack
In the rift there's an answer you shouldn't seek
to a question you shouldn't ask
it could tear the world apart
But stand up tall
and ask it
Face it
Spit it from swelling lips
You have the right to knowledge
Ask yourself who's really there
then ask their fictitious phantom
Wait for a divine feeling to embrace you
in hallowed, purist light
to answer your suspicion
Demand justice for the wronged
and healing for the hurt
Question gender and the races
and the level of your caste
Seek to know the answers to the questions they've resisted
While you hold yourself with exalted
they double over praying
you wait for the lightning's strike
A/N: Review please!