the promise of eternity…

the promise of eternity

please stay
in
your
designated line
divine blessings
on
earth
are allotted
according to
your position
in line
but
rest assured
that
you’ll
be
given
a fair share
of
life’s bounty
upon
your souls passing
into
the chimeric promised land
a sure guarantee
from those
who
oppressed you
during
your time
on
earth

mankind…

mankind

we are dead stardust
catastrophic remnants
orphans of the universe
perhaps that explains
our inhuman behaviors

the gods discount center…

although the names change
they all share common tenets
first deny what’s real
then accept the written word
given by an unseen god
an unseen god that
only has private briefings
with select prophets
who were moved to write his words
in order to save us all
that is all that will
not question what’s been written
and of course provide
for the prophet’s earthly needs
as down payment towards heaven

 

go ahead and drink the kool-aid…

©2019 Charles Wm Martin

you sing
hallelujah
from
oaken pews
each
sunday
joining
the choir’s
exaltations
to
the endless void
of
death
never questioning
the promise
of
mercy
for
all sins
but
what of those
of
omission
children
left homeless
and
affection starved
victims
of
war
and
political egos
stripped naked
of
humanity
left
without
the shroud
of
dignity
and
in your chosen blindness
you pray
for
souls
that you shun
each day
of
the week
crossing streets
to
avoid
exposing your sins
those
crosses
you chose
not
to bear

 

when saints dance with devils …

the chamber’s littered
with charred bones and melted gold
wealth of the nation
abstracted from its people
solely for a few’s pleasure
but fools won’t complain
they believe their battles won
but the gold’s been cast
into their final death masks
poured over their moral souls
stealing their last breath
branding their souls with their greed
leaving sunken eyes
empty of tomorrow’s hope
like rats on a sinking ship

 

the book of dying 1:5…

the word spread ignore the dead
all dead children would have died
there was nothing to be done
accept your fate pray to god

 

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