The Pharisees Dog Ate My Homework Poem by Ted Sheridan

The Pharisees Dog Ate My Homework

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The bliss of being ignorant; knowing for not and
drawing a blank when life hands you an empty plate
and asks you to take up the collection from the congregation.
All of who are still in hiding from their own shadow.
Sliding down into their respected pews with both callused knees
firmly implanted on the reality of the cold hard floor of truth;
while every page in the book they recite is marked with the blood
of John the Baptist. Even he had not seen the face of the Lord but only
felt his presence and preached the message of the sacred stones
that the Almighty was said to have given to Moses on the mountain.
The flock believing the burning bush was God; and it was to them
the children of God, these words were given. You and I are the sacrifice
to the lambs; the fools who pass the plate and to whom not so much as a cracker is given as we obey the money changers and do their bidding…

2008 © T Sheridan

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Ben Gieske 11 February 2008

You certainly packed a lot of meaning into this short verse. There is no bliss in being ignorant. Even what you don't know can kill you; ex., touching a live electrical wire. Thankfully this isn't so easy to do. Well, thinking about your previous poem, the one you vote for. So many unkowns. I don't really blame them. How can one know what to do before knowing and living all the circumstances. It is no longer a one-person show. For now, for the rest I will just say - love demands sacrifices. Yes, we are the sacrifices. I will be thinking about this one more more.

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