Donal Mahoney- A Poem

Deity

 

The thing of it is,

says Johnny O,

none of us knows

 

whether he is

while others announce

after looking around

 

they beg to differ.

The thing of it is,

says Johnny O,

 

some would say

he’s here, he’s there,

he’s everywhere

 

while others would say

after looking around

no one can see him

 

anywhere--so how

can he be everywhere?

The thing of it is,

 

says Johnny O, 

he’s right over where?

Let’s look around.