For The Love of God, poetry by Martha Annice Jackson at
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For The Love of God

For The Love of God

written by: Martha Annice Jackson



Volcanic slobber rocks back and forth in mouths
Plasma twirls in hardened arteries with jelly for blood
But, they are doing God’s work without brains or breath
Lusty hymns ease out in perfect pitch
Holy words strengthen broad shoulder while churning
Stomachs spew the acid of a Cruel God’s conscience

A life of First Sunday sacraments and bible verses
Waxing candles of pleasure-seeking history
that shatters the truth in worn Psalms that cool
Scorched earth on Sunday.
Jesus! They sang to the God
that taught them to hate.
Jesus! Keep me near the cross

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