They climbed on sketchy ladders towards God,
with winch and pulley hoisted hewn rock into heaven,
inhabited the sky with hammers,
defied gravity,
deified stone,
took up God's house to meet him,
and came down to their suppers
and small beer,
every night slept, lay with their smelly wives,
quarrelled and cuffed the children,
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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.
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Let the candles lead the night
Pay the summons duly heed
Inner demons be contrite
Born from Adam's given seed
Bridled measure of desire
Doomed to sire unending guilt
Once in greed is set afire
Human will is bound to wilt
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Icicles of years lived hanging so low now
Shadows of the present drawing longer
With toils of priesthood all but sallow
He smiles as he hears sirens from the pearly gates
Imagining the sight of all that he ever preached about
I guess he can hear his sermons a load clearer now
He stretches out to preach his last sermon ‘The beauty of death’
With his loved ones by his side, it was time to bid them farewell.
Godless life is but indeed hollow!
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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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Humanity doesnt know what religion is, we help people irresepective of religion,
Kids dont know what religion is, they love everyone thinking everyone are related to them,
Love doesnt know what religion is, we admire goof qualities of people,
Opportunity doesnt know what religion is, we dont mind our employer belonging to other religion
Hunger doessnt know what religion is we dont ask the source of it.
It is so hard to live without you
My father
I just can't live without you my father
I need you to be a part
Of my everyday life
I could never
live without father
I know that you
Also love me
Without limits
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At nights my eyes burn
Midnight meetings with a sheep
Praying with free tongue
The walls are my shrink.
Playing with riddles
Bargaining with nothing
On behalf of my flesh
Addicted to suffering.
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The final destination arrives all too soon.
We're all living our first life.
Some in desperation for a reputation,
Others in preparation for their salvation.
We are taken by the Force unknown,
And unknowledgeable of the force we give when we go.
Sunday 12 March 2023
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Let the candles lead the night
Pay the summons duly heed
Inner demons be contrite
Born from Adam's given seed
Bridled measure of desire
Doomed to sire unending guilt
Once in greed is set afire
Human will is bound to wilt
......