You’re better to believe what we tell the children: God loves all
Satan’s to blame for the evil in the world, the horror of war.
You’re better if you just think it, think the heart of humanity
The soul of the nation is one, indivisible under Mr. Donald J.
Oh say can’t you see something eatin’ away at the heart-land
Like an amoeba eatin’ the brain, a crow peckin’ the liver of liberty?
Chipping away inside, death has a bone to pick with us all.
We let hate and bloodshed go, over and over, but never have we
Quite committed to memory how we do it—our books rust on shelves
Our art rots on walls, television keeps us distracted with football
Our laws help check, but there is no remedy for reality– violence
Erupts at any turn, with or without imams, rabbis, priests
A merciful God, Almighty Wall Street—
There’s no getting away from that unless we remember
How to love one another, send the cops and soldiers home for good
Lay down our views, our arms, and live in perfect peace—
Believe it’s possible and you’re better than me, pushin’ seventy
Kickin’ the tires of a heavenly car, never seen nothin’ like it so far.
Religions are a balm to a wounded heart
but an insult to sound intelligence.
They provide peace and connection
while kicking us in the head,
So because we need to connect for peace
and we like being kicked around,
We’d do well to study and get use to them.
Whatever it is you’re doing here
as long as you leave room
for doubt to question
will shape who you are
answers arise on their own
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Some One Asked
What I Meant
When I Said
I was shocked they didn’t know
All is nothing but everything
No thing is all although
All things now are not now
Knotted not by a thread of time
Expect as made by the mind
All is weighed and worn
By gravity, wind, rain, suffering
To what end– to All or nothing?
Hey, no Holy books allowed
Your guess is as good as mine.