SnakesGod Sent Snakes
(Numbers 14)

God sent snakes.
 
Killed the bastards
            for complaining
 
just because their
            great, epic
            pilgrimage
            became
inconvenient.
 
What did they expect?
 
I can hear them now:
 
“We didn’t sign up for 
food shortage.
 
We anticipated a triumphant procession
            into a plush and plenty
                        freedom.
 
We had enough suffering
            in the Old Country”

I don’t blame God, really.
            At least,
            I can feel my own vindictive
            bile rise when they
 
bitch like condo owners at an AGM.
 
But come now, God! Let us reason together;
 
I want to let go of my judgmental
                                    retaliation.
 
                        And you …
 
Are you so high and mighty that you can
                        just off anyone who complains
                        because they are
                                    threatened with starvation?
C’mon!
 
Why should I trust you with
            my very guts
                        if I can’t even
 
whimper
occasionally?