**** what a dangerous proposition giving a
devout atheist
six Olde English forties
on an empty stomach
and the place where he can
say almost anything
like un-freedom
pre-religiosity
dead in judgment you never will
hear the end to me
daylight sparkling and the young
innocents who are around
hear my prayers
so sorry
Saturday should be a school day
so it is your fault
how I sentiently
ask how can a body be resurrected
when dust to dust and justice
is unrelenting only the sun and sky
eternal no need to reconcile
the fallen angel who turned bad
being a cosmic ethical supposer
involves having a moral edge
while my bay like chants make your skin crawl
and the sky boil up
there is no proof
to prove a negative
pray the Father
intervenes