Splits Again And Again Poem by Margaret Alice Second

Splits Again And Again



The universe split again, felt it going plop as
the pastor and his church veered off down a
different line, one where civilisation's whole is
destroyed at Armageddon by a jealous God
guarded by his followers zealously, and they

Wield weapons against everybody not of the
fold, blow everyone out of existence, explode
nuclear bombs ridding their world of nations
other since they cannot control them, smiting
whole-of-earth self-righteously until only their

Small kernel's left with no murderers - except
of course those who killed in righteousness,
no rapists - this kind of religious sin happens
in private, kept secret by everyone, don't ask,
only those who query are held guilty

No abortions, an even deeper secret: thus a
new world comes into being, worse than the
Orwellian 1984; religious sects live devoted
lives like whitewashed tombs - from there
the universe splits - again and again…

Wednesday, June 4, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: religion
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