Ecstatic I was to see Him
So when I found God wandering
I followed Him
He was so much like us
Except for plastic monkey face,
Cheap flashy yellow clothes
And a tattered tail
To add to that
He wielded a plastic mace
Elders passed Him by without giving a look
Girls looked at him in suspicion
Knocking at the every door
He smiled with eyes
For the fear of dropping prosthetic
Or the character
Household owners shooed Him away like a mangy dog
Though children watched at Him in awe
Wondering whether all of their bedtime stories
Could turn out to be true
Yet they pondered
How could the one
Who was called ‘Problem-Solver’
Has no solution for dogs chasing Him
Somehow saving Himself from chasing dogs
Adjusting his tattered tail
He sat next to me on the chair in the cafe
Removing His face prosthetic
He asked for a hot tea
And fried bread stuffed with potatoes
“Silly people!”
God mumbled staring at people flocking His temple
Rather than Him
