Its Reckoning Comes

Is God to interpret

  and religion the why

 

Is forever too heavy

  to pledge bye and bye

 

Does the Devil provide balance

  to a concept in stone

 

Is he laughing inside us

  mocking all that we know

 

Is God left to children

   and those purest of heart

 

Is all truth chained to symbols

  has its lock come apart

 

Are the years there to change us

  is each day meant to count

 

Are the scriptures worth hearing

  if belief has to shout

 

To those fanatics among us

   yes, you know who you are

 

A power looms distant

  beyond testament’s scar

 

Its claim staked by no one,

  its icon’s unseen

 

And its reckoning comes

  —when you wake from this dream

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: June, 2016)