Code Blue Poem by Donal Mahoney

I used to talk to myself
and ask a lot of questions
but my answers made no sense
so now I talk to Him.

He never answers me
but His actions are a bullhorn
I’ve heard blast for many years.
A fool, I never listened.

When I was young and full of it
most of my friends got in trouble.
His bullhorn always warned me
and the cops never caught me.

I don’t care if He never talks
to me the way He talks
to saints and mystics.
A fool, I will always need

to hear His bullhorn blast
its Code Blue warnings.
I was young and full of it.
A fool, I never listened.