There exists no place
Outside the Lord's grip -
From the outposts of space
To the eclipse of a pit -
He's never far away.
My heart is filled with songs of praise,
For when I am down you alone raise
Me. When I was nothing you made me fly
And now I jolly ceaselessly, so worth it.
I'm the guilty one but you sacrificed your son
Who descended willingly, got scotched by the sun,
Uncladded, tortured and mocked, what a rawdeal!
Now I stand before you blameless and worthy Do I deserve it?
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In verity and with great hopes,
Malachy told his Prophecy of Popes!
Centuries ago, he was called to Rome,
Like the bees to their honeycomb.
There a beauteous vision did flower,
Of all remaining popes in their hour!
His sequence of most cryptic phrases,
From first to last, still quite amazes.
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Heretical Poems by Michael R. Burch
Bible Libel
by Michael R. Burch
If God
is good,
half the Bible
is libel.
......
These heretical poems on the subjects of God, religion and Christianity explain why I “left” the Religious Right.
If one screams below,
what the hell is "Above"?
—Michael R. Burch
Religion is regarded by fools as true, by the wise as false, and by rulers as useful. — Seneca, loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch
Bible Libel
by Michael R. Burch
......
There exists no place
Outside the Lord's grip -
From the outposts of space
To the eclipse of a pit -
He's never far away.
These heretical poems on the subjects of God, religion and Christianity explain why I “left” the Religious Right.
If one screams below,
what the hell is "Above"?
—Michael R. Burch
Religion is regarded by fools as true, by the wise as false, and by rulers as useful. — Seneca, loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch
Bible Libel
by Michael R. Burch
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These are prayer poems by Michael R. Burch, along with a few hymns. There are also poems on the subject of God and religion—Christianity in particular.
I Pray Tonight
by Michael R. Burch
I pray tonight
the starry light
might
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Roll a dice
We're here to win, we pay the price
Carefully sculpted, only
for paradise, our sharp edges diffuse, we bruise,
we lose
Ordained with fire, we chase, we choose
Gently stroking our hair, seduced by avarice
She untangles our bows and tightens our knots - she's confused
She says
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Heretical Poems by Michael R. Burch
Bible Libel
by Michael R. Burch
If God
is good,
half the Bible
is libel.
......