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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Various Heresies 10 God to Man, Contra Bataan by Michael R. Burch Earth, what-d’ya make of global warming? Perth is endangered, the high seas storming. Now all my creatures, from maggot to man Know how it felt on the march to Bataan. The Less-Than-Divine Results of My Prayers to be Saved from Televangelists by Michael R. Burch I’m old, no longer bold, just cold, and (truth be told), been bought and sold, rolled by the wolves and the lambs in the fold. Who’s to be told by this worn-out scold? The complaint department is always on hold. sonnet to non-science and nonsense by michael r. burch ur Gaud is a fiasco, a rapscallion and a rascal; he murdered lovely eve, so what’s there to "believe"? and who made eve so curious? why should ur Gaud be furious when every half-wit parent knows where our kids will stick their (k)no(w)'s(e)! no wise and loving father would slaughter his own daughter! ur Gaud's a hole-y terror! CONSIDER THE SOURCE OF ERROR: though ur bible’s a giant hit, its writers were full of sh-t. Heaven Bent by Michael R. Burch This life is hell; it can get no worse. Summon the coroner, the casket, the hearse! But I’m upwardly mobile. How the hell can I know? I can only go up; I’m already below! The beauty of the flower fades, its petals wither to charades... —Michael R. Burch the U-turn poem by michael r. burch Life so defaulty, Life so unfair, why do wee prize U, what do U care? LORD who lets unborns drown in a flood, CELESTIAL ABORTIONIST, r U sure Ur understood? Hellion by michael r. burch cold as stone, cold to the bone, so cold inside even icebergs moan, such is ur Gaud on hiss icy throne. lines written for a luverly Gaud who cant be bothered to save pisspot peeple who guess wrong about which ire-ational re-ligion to believe. “Hellion” is a pun on “he-lion” as in the “Lion of Judah” and “hell-lion.” yet another ode to a graceless faceless Creator albeit with thoughts of possibly rescinding prior compliments by michael r. burch who created this graceless universe? why praise its Creator? who could be worse? why praise man’s Berater with obsequious verse? job’s wife was right: he’s nobody’s nurse. Keywords/Tags: Bible, God, Jesus, Christian, Christianity, religion, heaven, earth, global warming, climate change, hell, eve, lamb, lambs, wolves
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