He Was Not There
Not coming, long gone,
Accused of loving,
Precariously balancing,
On a shelf, an oven.
Christians and atheists,
Will swap one day,
When people will sway,
To the music of anti-theists.
No bribery, no rues,
Just with love, trust,
And with a life lust,
We’ll get our dues.
Copyright © Dominique Webb | Year Posted 2016
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