Mirror Prayer


Beneath
the stain glass canopy

the holy types say
in their pious
sanctimonious way
that Jesus died
for our sins

Twas a real bloody show

He then rose from the dead

It was in all the papers

but seriously

Who asked him
to take
the rise and fall
for Daddy’s
flawed creation?

It wasn’t us for sure

and the prophets say
in their ominous way
the sequel

when he returns
at the precipice
of the Apocalypse
to save the day

will be even more
spectacular than
the first act

What the Hell?

We flawed beings

historically a constantly
disappointing species

need to take ownership
of our transgressions

Deal with the consequences

Do not depend on a bail out
of divine intervention

Stand on our own two feet

and not be so reliant

on a power out there

that for all we know

may no longer care

cross carrier

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