Then the Lord answered Job, how can I help you?

Were you there when I took the seaOut of the plastic packaging, defrosted it,Reheated it on the range, carried the bowlTo the earth? Can you draw the LeviathanIn chalk? Can you make the wind blowBy turning on your oscillating fan? Let me drive your car, let me crushYour aluminum cans on my forehead,Make me ice skate, make me run aLap, give me a nine-to-five job, give meThe night shift, my curriculum vitaeIs vitae, let me get the groceries. I’ll hold the door for folks, just wait, watch meNot forget to buy tomatoes (on sale), watch mePrepare a table before my dinner party, watch meWhile I’m grilling the burnt offering, watch meSay grace before the food is cold, watch meAll the ends of the earth, for I am God andThere is none else.—Greg Scalise ’18 is a Philosophy and Classics joint concentrator in Pforzheimer House.