If God played favorites
why do I live next to a poor Jew and and poor Hindu
me being raised a middle class Catholic now living in a poor Toronto neighborhood?
Does God set up shop like the lottery
and you at least gotta buy a ticket
to get in on the prize?
I bet God is bigger than that
or God bets I’m better than that believing that
either way here we are
wondering where we are
I’m still poor
and God is still wondering when I’ll become Him
so he can become me.