Infidel Poem by Laurence Overmire

Infidel



What these mortals
Don’t understand—

Preaching from their various
Altar egos
Believing as they do in
The right of their own
Particular way—

Is that God Himself has
No religion.


(Previously published in The Hold, June 2004)

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