people are embarrassed
to admit
that they believe
in God anymore.
the mythology
of it all.
baloney, they say.
fiddle dee dee.
it's all made up by
men trying
to control us.
and this Jesus thing.
really.
a virgin birth,
a resurrection?
give me Darwin's version,
they say.
we are all from monkeys.
that's easier to swallow
than
the dead sea scrolls.
all of this Bible stuff is
hearsay,
but then,
on their death bed,
or as the plane
begins to fall from the sky,
suddenly
they're no longer
talking about Darwin,
or monkeys,
but asking
Christ to save them all.
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