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- It's barely morning and we're already awake,my grandmother in the kitchen ironingour Sunday clothes. I can hear daddy coughing in his bed, a cough likehe'll never catch his breath. The sound catches in my chest as I'm pulling my dress over my head. Hold my own breath until the coughing stops. Still, I hear him pad through the living room hear the squeak of the front screen door andknow, he's made it to the porch swing, to smoke a cigarette. My grandfather doesn't believe in a God that won't let him smokeor have a cold beer on a Friday nighta God that tells us all the world is ending so that Ya'll walk through this worldafraid as cats
- TWO GODS.TWO WORLDS
- Your God is not my God, he says.His cough moves through the air back into our room where the light is almost blue, the white winter sun painting it. I wish the coughing would stop. I wish he would put on sunday clothes,take my hand, walk with usdown the road. Jehovah's Witnesses believe that everyone who doesn't follow God's word will be destroyed in a great battle called Armageddon. And when the battle is done there will be a fresh new world a nicer more peaceful world.But I want the world where my daddy is and don't know why anybody's God would make me have to chooe.
- I chose this poem because I agree with, and relate to some of it. Her grandfather (daddy) smokes and drinks, but for me, it's my ex-stepdad. When he and my mother were still together, when I was really young, he smoked. A lot. He also drank a lot. We also didn't have the same beliefs. He got sick a lot too. I don't know the reason he quit smoking, but he did. It was after he got really sick.
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