The Great Blunder

A poem about the ironies of the "Christian" God.

The Great Blunder



That is not alive, which is undone by time

God’s one great and unquestionable crime

He made us to fill his selfish desires

If we fail to follow, he cast us unto fire

We are judged for what is the blink of an eye

By a sadist that sits on a throne in the sky

Masochistically we take the pain

But who is at fault, which is to blame

Us, who ate of that forbidden tree

Or one who made us so franticly

To fill the void that was in his heart

And make a being that would be the start

So omnipotent he should have saw the fall

That he started while standing proud and tall

Putting us on trial to pay for what he calls our sin

But when will we put the sole judgment on him

He started the war, He lit the heated fires

King of us all, no, the king of all liars