Faith

Back in the saddle:

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If I were offered
the chance to form
a new church, and was told
that I would now be in charge of how
people had to worship,

and then was given one constraint:
that the Faith
had to be built on the lyrics of
one song,

I’d have such ease within
when I made my choice.

Thinking of its angular logic
and exploration of our deepest
questions on identity and free will,

I’d leap to my feet and sing out,
decree the dawning of the Age of

"A-TOM-IC DAWWWG!"

Then I would wonder at the open mouths
among those waiting for
the Revelation…

If ever I was offered
such a chance —
the opportunity to set a new Scripture,
a Gospel to guide everyone’s life,
I’d take it and enforce it to the hilt.

This is why I must chase the cat,
why I must be like that:
like everyone else, I crave
omnipotence.

It ain’t nothing but
the God in me.