Forgive them, Father

For they know not what they are doing
How could they not
as God-given capacity for ignorance
is only blasphemy when available

The Indigenous of New Zealand
Never heard Jesus's sweet name
until 1814, So all those natives 
get to burn forever with Hauty

The proud church of Christ
and its east-west schisms
And Luther's nailed paper
Show God's "unauthorized" confusion

Mormons and Muslims follow
in the writing of many books
and their books on their books
and their books on their books and
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