Punching Preachers

two bible-blabbering, prattling pastors

   from two denominational sectors

      ended up in stitches and bloody plasters;


those around said it actually began

   when one yelled, "faith alone can save a man!",

      the other screamed, "only charitable acts can!";


swinging bulky bibles, shouting curses,

   they whacked each other's eardrums and noses,

      bludgeoned and bloodied their righteous faces;


so ironic, how they maimed each other

   for faith, for charity and didn't bother

      to heed the Lord's words: "Love one another."
Copyright © | Year Posted 2007

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January 25, 2015 at 5:54 AM
Love it, love it, love it. http://www.poetrysoup.com/member_area/my_poems_searched.aspx?enteredSearch=Boy%20Scouts
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