dashboard heaven…

to some
the almighty
is
a bobbing head
on
a dashboard
accompanied
by
a string
of
artificial pearls
suspending
a
wholesale
gold plated
man made
representation
of
the divine
a
modern day
version
of
the biblical
golden
calf
depending
on
which
wine inspired
text
you’ve read
but
putting
that
aside
the drive by religious blessors
tabulating
televangelist
who’ve
found
gold
now
find sin
far
more
acceptable
including
that of
a
national rapist
adulterer
and
liar
as long as
their financials
continue
to look good
prayer book partiers
who
encourage
you
to tune in
while
they tune out
the true message
but
you should
stay tuned
judgement day
of
some sort
or
another
is bound
to happen

 

the pharisees among us…

like
the pharisees
we
continue
to sacrifice
the lives
of others
for
the
good
of
the nation
our willingness
to
crucify
children
and
those
less fortunate
than
ourselves
is
an inherent
right
of
the self-righteous
one
merely needs
to
wrap themselves
in
the appropriate cloak
of
ignorance
to
justify
partisan crimes
against
humanity
while
raging
antagonistically
against
those
who
dare
to
serve
dinner wine
at
the
wrong
temperature

 

the final reformation…

and it came to pass
long after
the ark
of the covenant
and
the holy grail
had been offered
to unite the world
that the pharisees
from each religion
and
the heretics of humanity
from each government
made a pilgrimage
as the new year began
to the canton of zurich
and beneath the shadows
of the valley
and
in darkness of their souls
they moved in unison
like an invading army
into an unholy chapel
each connected together
by an umbilical cord
of greed and deceit
and they bowed down
and offered

human sacrifices
before the altar
praying to
their
true
god
money

pharisees of kansas…

holding high their golden calf
they stand outside death’s gates
as if wishing to enter hell today
instead of at their appointed time
these pharisees like maggots
invade the souls of the bereaving
mocking them like centurions of rome
casting lots for the garments of all true disciples
the chief priest and his elders
asked not for him to come down from the cross
but that others be crucified with him
wanting to nail every hand but theirs
on a cross for failing to join in
as they offer a sponge of vinegar
to the those left outside the sepulcher
they relish these moments
like a drunken whore at an orgy
yet like all false prophets
they dress in the royal robes of sanctity
these pharisees with their lawyers
going to every corner of the globe
offering false witness as was predicted
of these satanic soldiers of barabbas
stooping to remove the coins from the eyes of the dead
to fashion a new idol for the beast they worship
offering up prayers to the nine pilates
in the common hall for thirty pieces of silver
but when the veil of the temple
is rent for the final time
there will be
hell
to pay