A Modern Eden Is the Bible Belt
A modern Eden is the Bible belt,
Peopled with constricted minds,
Who, desperate to dull the pain they’ve felt,
Freebase on fork-tongued divines.
These viperous tempters know their prey too well,
That their world’s so leaden grey,
All they need proffer to effect their spell
Is the drama of Judgment Day.
Bearing witness to the world’s bedevilment,
They close their coils ever tight,
Showing even they can be penitent—
Just to get the widow’s mite.
The reward’s the closure of Eden’s gate,
Every soul safely consigned,
Who’re only obliged to capitulate
The freedom of the mind.
Having tasted the sweet fruit of certainty
And rid their lives of despair,
They’ve banished the pain of Gethsemane,
For Christ was already there!
“He died for all, so why make things worse
By martyring ourselves as well?
It’s enough He’s rid us of Adam’s curse
And descended into Hell.
“We’re here to enjoy the fruits of His labor,
We’re satisfied that’s God’s plan;
Our principal work’s to convince our neighbor
We’ll do whatever we can
“To teach him, like us, to be a precisian;
With our doctrine we’ll instill him;
And if he declines to accept our vision,
What choice have we? but to kill him.”
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