Statue God

Excuse me,

Can you help me pick up my statue God,

For he seems to have fallen.

You see, this my icon I come to pray to everyday.

And as I was in the mist of my prayer, I heard a loud ruckess.

I openned my eyes to find my statue God laying on his side.

And I really need to get back to prayer because I never know when my God will come to show Himself to me,

So can you help me pick up my statue God????

................This is one of my few non rhyming poems, and one of my hardest to write!