A Prayer Of Everyman At Christmas Tide Poem by John Thorkild Ellison

Do You want to come back a second time?
Your Gospel, Jesus, was in vain,
Your loving kindness is a crime,
And Your followers are quite insane!
Why should we want to be forgiven
And end up in Your boring Heaven?
Come heal our sickness, heal our pain,
And we'll nail You to the Cross again! !
Then if You try a resurrection
We'll finish You off with a lethal injection!
But don't expect our prayers or praise,
We're sick of You and Your 'mysterious ways',
We're not gonna kneel when we hear Your name
Unless You give us cash and fame!
Forget about Love and Compassion,
Forgiveness of sins is out of fashion -
If You can't fulfil our expectations
Or follow our simple explanations,
Then stop messing round with all these rules
And help us win the Football Pools! !