My God has noneA Poem by elephantI was young
Religion’s death can be found in the dirt that surrounds the righteous
Religion’s truth can be found in extended bellies of worms In the fertile dirt surrounding the rotting righteous Expelled in invisible breaths from tree leaves My God is not living between the lines of hallow script Or in some long forgotten crypt If you are keen on believing this then you’ll swing from the gallows of ignorance is bliss Kiss kiss the dirty money Tongue the poisoned honey My God doesn’t dwell between cashmere pockets My god is not the flywheel in a maze of sprockets My god is I My God can die My God can cry My God is I So my God has the strength of a child My god has the potential to be vile My God can swing higher and freer than anyone My god answers to only one My god has none! © 2010 elephantReviews
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