God’s Puppet

The pastor pesters the hungry congregation,

pecking away at their fragile skulls

with his persistent beak.

He claims to speak for Jesus and wears

a breezy outfit to prove how much his praise

weighs to his patiently praying prey,

but there’s something suspicious

about one who makes a living

propagating fears, and promising answers

to those who don’t ask questions,

as they refuse to do the heavy lifting

in favor of enslavement to a dime-a-dozen

snake oil salesman’s sleazy, tedious, sneaky

sappy, sanctimonious, saccharine scam,

duped by the scumbaggage of his subterfuge.


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