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Mirror Prayer

Mirror Prayer

Beneath 
the stain glass canopy
the holy types do say
in their pious
sanctimonious way
that Jesus died 
for our sins

Twas a real bloody show

He then rose from the dead miraculously

It was in all the papers

but seriously ...

Who asked him 
to take
the rise and fall
for Daddy's
flawed creation?

It wasn't us for sure

and to complicate matters
the prophets constantly say
in their ominous dire way
the sequel
when he returns
at the precipice
of the Apocalypse
to save the day
will be even more
spectacular than
the first act 

What the Hell?

We flawed beings
(historically a constantly
disappointing species)
need to take ownership
of our self generated transgressions

Deal with the consequences

We gotta carry that damn cross
our various sins crafted 

Do not depend on a bail out
of divine intervention

Stand on our own two feet
and not be so reliant
on a power out there
that for all we know
may no longer care
 

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sparrowsong

Hello Steve...

Exactly!

That's what I have asked people many times...

The excuse is we're human and He's all Forgiving...

Children learn right from wrong usually, I think it actually depends on who's doing the mentoring...

When it comes to Adults I have my concerns...

Fantastic write!

Thank you for sharing...

Happy Easter if we don't talk tomorrow...

Hugs...

sparrowsong

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