Its Reckoning Comes

Is God to interpret and religion the why Is forever too heavy to pledge bye and bye Does the Devil provide balance to a concept in stone Is he laughing inside us mocking all that we know Is God left to children and those purest of heart Is all truth chained to symbols has its lock come apart Are the years there to change us is each day meant to count Are the scriptures worth hearing if belief has to shout To those fanatics among us yes, you know who you are A power looms distant beyond testament’s scar Its claim staked by no one, its icon’s unseen And its reckoning comes —when you wake from this dream (Villanova Pennsylvania: June, 2016)