The Pastor's Epiphany
The Pastor’s Epiphany
By Elton Camp
(A note of explanation for readers outside the USA:
The Westboro Baptist Church is a single, tiny group
known for picketing funerals and carrying signs that
are offensive even to those who may also feel that
gay practices are contrary to the Divine will. This
write is against in-your-face religious fanaticism,
not a defense of gay practices.)
The WBC pastor to dire reality awoke
Looking in a mirror, he nearly did choke
For it was old and gray he had grown
Only for extreme hatred was he known
“God is love” the Scriptures say
But he forgot to behave that way
For the way his ministry went
No sinner would likely repent
His hateful doctrine wasn’t right
His “god” is filled with all spite
It was always Rev’s delight to tell
Gays will go to his version of hell
In torture he took fiendish delight
Rejoicing in the sinner’s plight
The pastor’s remaining days are few
His hateful ministry will he rue?
When on his death bed he lies
Who will hear his fearful cries?
Will angry pickets at his funeral appear
With signs, “Beware what happened here”
Copyright © Elton Camp | Year Posted 2014
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