Laodicea Poem by Aidan Clevinger

'You say, 'I am rich; I have acquired wealth and do not need a thing.' But you do not realize that you are wretched, pitiful, poor, blind and naked.' - Revelation 3: 17

The sun was up and shining bright,
The rabbits laid on the green.
The butterflies in peaceful flight,
Spoke of things unseen.

So Franklin said to Chairman Mao,
'Things have got to change.'
And the bear with hammer and sickle in hand,
Went down to the hunting range.

From far away, in swarms of black,
Came beasts who had no names.
The rabbits fled in abject fright,
The meadow burst into flames.

And the beasts all frolicked and they played,
With Santa's sleigh and reins.
'Till the reindeer flew off to the coast,
To catch the wind and waves.

When the flames died out, the grass was gone,
It'd burned all that they had.
But when Chairman Mao called the rabbits back,
They said, 'It's not so bad.'

So Grandma in her rocking chair,
Says, 'Something just ain't right.'
And the light that kept the meadow lit,
Burned out the other night.

Now I was born just yesterday,
By the grace of the Holy Ghost.
And it seems to me us rabbits here,
Have forgotten what matters most.