I Drive My Car for God
by Cody Clarke
All the time, every day
through boring, busy cities
or on endless highways
I drive my car for God
I clean up for him
I'm a street sweeper
the machine, not the job
there is no choice
behind my actions
just whirring
and all the lives
that I deliver unto him
are like carrots
when they crunch
and they squish
Monday, July 20, 2009
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