The Newer Testament

Pon a time when history
Began with archeology
When scale skinned creatures left the sea
Evolved in time to you and me

Could be said it went awry
Parents gone, no time to cry
Buttons pressed ignited sky
Carbonised to crumble dry

First the west and then the east
Named the other as the beast
Targets west meant Trident east
Paper lived though flesh deceased

Man and woman, frazzled meat
Written word resisting heat
Pages fluttered incomplete
Edges charcoaled litter street

Gathered up to learn again
What was known by older men
Men who should have warned for when
The oldest man is me aged ten

And so collecting paper bakes
Partial pages, fragments, flakes
Learn anew for all our sakes
But sharper to apply the brakes

Stories, fables, some survive
A goodly man did once arrive
Gather every scrap and strive
To find the saviour still alive

This man born of no earthly dad
Sent to fight against the bad
Defender of the good we had
To aide the weak and cheer the sad

Upon our knees to ever look
Collect the shreds to make the book
To tell the pain our martyr took
And keep the faith from being shook

And with the book it shall be heard
Of human conflict so absurd
A saviour, righteous and assured
A man tis said flew like bird...

Or was it a plane?
Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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