All the world’s religions are
desperate pleading done in the dark,
wishes on a shooting star,
imagination on a lark,
hopeful firing of nerve cells
in the daydream-drunk animal brain,
a bunch of foolish fairy tales
to try to keep us all calm and sane.
Yet, how we bleed our neighbor
to write in blood the laws of faith,
the fountain pen a saber
to encode the make-believe wraith.