Jeremy D. Grimes

Rookie (8/20/84 / San Diego, CA)

The Church Made For Burning - Poem by Jeremy D. Grimes

The scientists left with the flames
As did the poets and false-prophets
Surrendering to the ashes from which they worshiped
Only a tortured frame survived

Angels visit the site now
Relegating the anti-Word that was spoken here
An optimistic alpha to preach the Good News
Water that was turned into wine
Squewered
Omega. Wine turned to blood

But rain will fall on anything
And the dead ashes were no exception
The church made for burning
Now past
Now a moment to be forgotten
But surely to be repeated

The apes are playing in the Garden
And whispering to us all
That God doesn’t exist


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  • Brian Jani (5/5/2014 11:39:00 AM)


    This theme is super good (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, May 21, 2004



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