belief
saints and sinners
not for beginners
unconditional devotion
a personal hell of an
undertaking
however
one well worth
blood stained hands
and rising above
yet to be sheared
frayed cotton sheep
false idols be damned
mono-
poly-
theism
i consider not what
brand you smoke
or delphinian cave
you dwell in
just be passionate about
something
for christ’s sake
the only commandment
to follow
is questioning
everything
make sure it is
a benevolent god
you kneel before
no vengeful vicars
allowed
through pearly gates
keep your he’s lower case
and i should stand no taller
pure goodness
the only drug
you’ll find
uplifting
know in the end
karma credit
is the
only
currency
accepted
upon this
mortal earth
mustard seeds
sewn with love
bloom forever
adorning cosmic
flower boxes
warm welcome aboard
ships sailing across
all of our
oceans of time
there is no brimstone
second coming
to fear
just
inevitable
peace be with you’s
and mutual
happily
ever
afters
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Joe Buck: “Well now yer talkin’ priest talk…”
Ratso: “I ain’t talkin priest talk…”