Monday, December 21, 2015


                    Now I’ve heard tell of many things that seem
                    Preposterous, though people claim they’re true;
                    Perhaps they’re just a dream, or worse, a scheme
                    Intended to bamboozle me and you.

                   The worst of these abuse religion’s name
                   And propagate some holy True Belief
                   But proves no more than a con artist’s game,
                   That when exposed, brings its poor dupes to grief.

                   What holy creed then proves most credible
                   Proclaiming supernatural truths above
                   Not made of empty promises, but full
                   Of valid evidence of lasting love?

                       Perhaps it’s not a faith we’re looking for
                       But fact: it’s acts of love we should adore.