God is the Old Repair Man.
When we are junk in Nature's storehouse he takes us apart.
What is good he lays aside; he might use it someday.
What has decayed he buries in six feet of sod to nurture the weeds.
Source: The Old Repair Man.
-- Fenton Johnson, ( 1888-1958), US poet, playwright; He had several plays performed before his first volume of poetry was published; his free verse is often marked by protest.