Indulgence
controls us to be good for the roles of expectation correction
Poverty
appeasement to avoid insurrection,
What were the Jews
up to against the Sanhedrin, the Roman’s Uncle Toms
To keep slaves
with their masters; Heil Hitler in the Reich twisted cross to the side
Burn the betrayers
and bonfire to the creator of master icy veins
To transpose
normal and strange; in an exchange that surely had nothing to do with religion
But permission of
blame that the problem is not the magician, but the audience’s
Lack of faith,
that damn rabbit can’t copulate fast enough, ban birth control in the ranks!
Shift them and
squish them into different hat boxes
This one on
Saturday, this one on Sunday, this cultural identifier bleeds only on Monday
Tabernacle, ark,
covenants and body parts, skeletons grow out of grapes and dough
Put the blacks in
the back and the white’s in the front row; nah go to a different building
Did any European
ever picture an African or a Far East Asian in the Bible
A Mesoamerican, an
Incan, an Aleutian, a Cherokee on bended knee
And My, Oh My! The
West Bank looks like more him than frosted pie
Served up with
sugar snow-spun mashuganas
Pilfering ivory
trickling dairies of rolling stone symphonies finding the
Verse and chapter
quoted spell magic to ward off the reason behind witch-burning season
To become the
accuser over the accused; Salem-Sanhedrin and a book full of news
Read the goodness
of rams over sons, last minute substitution to see which team has won
World cup
drinkith-up flowing over and blowing up
Iron dome missiles
and roadblocks, water rights and land grab politics at the dome on the rock
Pent into a corner
of why are we different
Making up reasons
since before the magician
Cast the spell in
the words from father to daughter, mother to son
Turn the tide to
reason in the cold usurping denial of the one
Truth of linking
culture to god, as if neighborhoods had trump cards
Sand had mystical
traces of star-dust behind the casing of science for strangeness
How could a man
beat death?
The allure of a
carnival act casting out nets.
Salvation,
salvation, ejaculation of happiness
Castles in the sky
or fiery embattlements
Demons scourging
the horses that do not make it around the track
The stranglers or
wanderers will see a cat of nine tails cross their backs
One for each
commandment that was said not to defy
One love for your
neighbor as yourself, inherently disqualified by the other nine
Putting the Lord
first, worship in this house, but not that
Marriage is only
valid under our allowance and no intercourse if you want heaven intact
Tithe to our clan;
honor the parental chain back to the storybooks
In spells
rearranged between donkeys to white flying stallions
Impotence has
fathered battalions of soldiers with bits in the mouth
Foaming and
chomping to roust the devils of doubt
No reason like the
seasons of warping out the pagans with fresh holidays
Line up the
thinkers and fire the lot in a hail of stone bullets
Slung from naked
stocks of body after body preserving the lot
Of an idea that
goodness has a name brand, a corporate seal
Exclusivity on
salvation and tax deduction poverty
Confusing
obedience for kindness and solemnity for dignity
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