Were there but one religion, fit for all,
What would it teach that we most need to know?
Not that our first forebears sustained a fall
From grace, consigning all our race to woe.
A guilt trip is no way to win our hearts
When it’s compassion we most need to learn;
Extol what’s beautiful, not glare at warts,
Showing that love is our foremost concern,
And keep the teaching short and filled with joy:
There is no better method to employ.