John Lawless Poet Rhyme

The Laughter of the Gods

Methinks there are too many GODS
One inside each head
Unable to agree on much
That is until they're dead

Some claim just one
Yet can't agree
On how that ONE
Sees you and me

Yet others herd
With twisted texts
Of humble voices
Loudly flexed

There are those
Who have not one
Yet gather Sunday's
Just for fun

The GODS sit rollicking
In laughter
Their baying sheep
Put out to pasture


John G. Lawless
8/2/2020

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Andrea Dietrich August 4, 2020 at 3:15 PM anyway, we can't fight our backgrounds. I have the christian version deeply embedded in me, I do not know much of any other way to do contests that want us to give our feelings on God.

Andrea Dietrich August 4, 2020 at 3:14 PM This is great satire, John. I know that many say they believe in God , and I certainly believe in a great Creator. It just makes so much sense. but to go around thinking one's own version of God or religion has to be THE only right one just rubs me the wrong way. Love this, thanks for my placement in your last contest.

Arturo Michael August 2, 2020 at 7:58 AM I enjoyed the read...too many God...you're right... John Lawless August 2, 2020 at 5:31 PM at last count the pagans had 237....just kiddin'

Robert L. Hinshaw August 2, 2020 at 6:48 AM Amen, John! Another splendid write from your very talented quill. Bob John Lawless August 2, 2020 at 5:33 PM hey Bob, thanks for stopping to listen to the laughter

Maureen McGreavy Pigeon Tart August 2, 2020 at 5:26 AM love it. John Lawless August 2, 2020 at 5:30 PM some tiptoe past the grave yards, I tiptoe past the churches