God[coward],
when i was thirteen, the earth shook
of unexplained wars, starving african
children and your hunger of teaching
the world a lesson it was never going
to learn.
--
father,
when i was six, you made my faith waiver
and the belief in hail mary's and ultimate
salvation fell through cracks in the porcelain
mask of a stolen child.
you were supposed to lessen the cruelty
in the world and bring peace to those
who seek it and justice to those who
don't,
you lost a follower and she's never coming back.
--
jesus,
i believe in your christian plight against a roman
empire, but i do not believe you can any more
give sight than an optician can.
the rule between science and religion fights a
steel case of hard and intolerable destruction.
you were lost and confused in the fundamental
creation of another man-made justification;
and you died no more for me than the stars that
fell out of the sky, or the dust that shook when
galaxies collided to make earth, mars, jupiter and
the sun.
--
holy spirit,
to me you are simply,
a ghost, left to rot
without substance or
needs,
you let down girls with no halos,
and boys with no marrow,
babies with no spine,
and sparrows with no eyes.
you were empty to us,
and we are empty to you.
--
stuck inside a crumbling shell,
i am a still a scared faithless child.
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