and then i was made whole!

and then i was made whole!

A Poem by Michael R. Burch

and then i was made whole
by Michael R. Burch

... and then i was made whole,
but not a thing entire,
glued to a perch
in a gilded church,
strung through with a silver wire ...

singing a little of this and of that,
warbling higher and higher:
a thing wholly dead
till I lifted my head
and spat at the Lord and his choir.

I am not a fan of the alleged “good news” of the Gospel that billions of human beings will suffer in an “eternal hell” for the “sin” of guessing wrong about which of earth’s many barmy religions to believe. In my opinion no loving, just, wise, enlightened being could have come up with such a hellish religion.

© 2019 Michael R. Burch

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Added on December 11, 2019
Last Updated on December 11, 2019
Tags: Religion, Salvation, Christ, Christianity, Mercy, Compassion, Heaven, Hell, Hymn, Choir