...'tis...Literally....Satan's Facade Poem by James B. Earley

...'tis...Literally....Satan's Facade



...Spreading blasphemy's evil
Across American sod
.....Obviously our Maker
Done....spared....the rod

Conservative Christianity
....Might...it be....a facade?
The question should warrant
...Even...the Satanical....nod

Each and every Sunday morning
Countless church folks trod
...Throughout devious congregations
Devoid......totally of God

...Within those nefarious walls
Absolutely no signs of God
....Perhaps....in that...final hour
He ain't sparing the rod

....Having had hypocrite's haven
Engulfing...the entire squad
...Is...Heaven in their future?
It appears...increasingly odd

Considering...the institution...itself's
...Been historically slipshod....
Conservative Christianity's Church
...'Tis...literally....Satan's facade

Tuesday, May 30, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: religion
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