Brian MacDonald
Inspiration piece
Jesus of Prometheus
By David Taranto
Response
Oh, they must not have
been saved
to begin with.
Pry yourself from the grip of Christ.
You are the object
so heavy He cannot lift it.
Hands raised not in blessing,
but those of a heavenly father
or friend
who has simply had it
and backs away.
2,000 years is a long
day at the office.
The money-changer’s tables are ripe
for the flipping.
If God is a parent, he’s guilty
of caring with negligence
for his six-billion whining babies crying
in some pantheonic restaurant.
Red holes,
evidence of things
we must see.
Because all else is brick
and marble
and gold
and plaster
with a heart on its chest
to convince us it’s there
since its
cold,
dead
eyes
cannot.
An idol borne of man’s heart,
God made in Man’s image.
The meek inherit the earth,
cold and hard.
Those who hunger and thirst
hunger and thirst.
The merciful receive
a shoe to the back and a puddle in the face.
The pure in heart will see
one day. They’ll see.
The peacemakers will be called
‘thugs’ and ‘feckless.’
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