Is God to interpret,
  and religion the why

Is forever too heavy
  to pledge bye and bye

Does the Devil provide balance
  to a concept in stone

Is he laughing inside us,
  mocking all that we know

Is the Lord left to children
   and those purest of heart

Is all truth chained to symbols,
  has its lock come apart

Are the years there to change us,
  is each day meant to count

Are the scriptures worth hearing,
  if belief has to shout

To those fanatics among us,
   yes, you know who you are

A power looms distant,
  beyond testament’s scar

Its claim staked by no one,
  its icon’s unseen

And its reckoning comes
  —when you wake from this dream

(Villanova Pennsylvania: June, 2016)