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the god hasn't saved me by Elisha Oluyemi

the god hasn't saved me

the dog did.

he kept barking till I woke up and I

saw the door knob jerking furiously.

I'd snatched up a shotgun and screamed

at the invader, the door separating us:

'I gotta gun, I'mma shoot ya. And I've called the police, motherfucker.'

the door stopped throbbing.

my little brother hurried off his

small bed and seized my leg, crying,

'god saved us, Karim. god saved us.'

if god woke me, i woulda agreed

but the dog did. he saved our lives.

we thank god, we thank man,

but today, my dog deserves a pat.


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