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on child rearing…

while a child prayed...

now
i ain’t trying
to
tell you
how to raise
your child
lord knows
i’ve always
supported
whatever 
you’ve done
even when
you were dating
that
butt ugly
hospital vp
i stood by your side
but
i couldn’t help
but
overhear
how you were
teaching
your child
how to say
prayers
so please forgive me
this one time
but child
that line about
if i die
before i wake
surely is going to keep
that child
awake
i mean
who in the hell
would want to close
their eyes
with that threat
of
dying
hanging over
your
bed
forget
what’s under
it
it’s what’s waiting
when you
close your eyes
that
would make you
wet the bed
not the monster
in
your head
not even
with
the light on
would
anyone
want to sleep
so maybe
you want to repeat
some prayer
about
how god cares
and
shares angels
to
protect you
throughout
the night
that would
surely
take care
of
most
of the night’s
frights

 

 

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finding your faith…

finding your faith...

and when
your
dead
ancestor
doesn’t answer
your prayers
who
will you find
to
guide your faith
will you
accept each
agnostic word
heard
from
the pulpit
tho
dissonant
with
what you
know
to be true
or
will you search
the
internet
for
a new gospel
one
that feeds
into
your lust
and
desires
or
makes you
superior
to
another
proving
that god
is
only on
your side
and
thus
the divine
will willingly
accept
the assassination
of
your foes
by
your hand
a convenient theme
used
throughout history
so
why shouldn’t
you
use it
for
there’s nothing
that
can’t be justified
with
proper
editing
or
interpretation
of
god’s words
anyway
you’ve always thought
there
should be
a rewrite
effectively
substantiating
what
you believe
should
have
been written
in
the first place

 

 

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once we were…

once we were...

the small space
between
his nightmares
and
his reality
has grown smaller
he no longer
stares out
his window
searching for
empty promises
to be fulfilled
nor
does he pray
anymore
he has grown
to realize
that whatever god
there may be
his lot in life
is not
a priority
for that god
or
any god
so why would he
expect
that his fellow man
would give a damn
to them
he’s
a homeless bum
not worthy
of
their consideration
for anything
just scrap paper
to be
swept away
before
morning rush-hour
but once
his hands
cleared the land
that fed them
then
they called him
an essential worker
till the land dried up
and
nothing could grow
the bank took his land
outstanding loans
the land still stands naked
hometown
a ghost town
and
he
a ghost
of
society

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revised divine inspiration…

revised divine inspiration

the word
of
god
has been
revised
to be
more
appropriate
for
today’s
cultural needs
and
desires
those
biblical texts
that
were
supposedly
inspired
by
god
and
written
by
god’s hand
in
stone
must be
updated
to fit
current financial
and
political needs
so
those
apparently
representing
god
have been
encouraged
to
provide
extensive
necessary
revisions
seems
the
omniscient
mind
of
god
has
changed

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hissy fit….

hissy fit

oh my lord
what a barge
of bombastic words
child
i ain’t never heard
anything like it
laying out
the sins
of
others
on the altar
of
shame
before god
and
everybody
not
one
eardrum
was spared
now
it may have been
for their own good
cause
there was
the asking for forgiveness
but
i thought
it was just 
a closing prayer

 

 

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how to manage children with challenging behaviors…

punishment must be immediate
if it’s going to be effective
every child psychologist knows that
so dear god i recommend
reconsideration of judgement day

 

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there must be something wrong..

that clock
on
the wall
doesn’t seem
to
move
at all
i’ve been sitting here
for
an eternity
listening
and watching
that
clock
on the wall
and
it hasn’t moved
one
quarter
of
an inch
while
the out pouring of words
seems
quite
disproportionate
to
the
time that passed
i’ve swung
my feet
in every possible direction
while
posed
upon
this pew
and
been told
by
mom
to
just
sit still
until
the sermons
done
but
it seems to me
he’s attempting
to
recreate
what god
took
six days
to
do
why can’t
we
just
cut to the chase
and
get
to that final
amen