Flesh, religion and ... Satire

Galatians 6:3 

3 For if anyone thinks he is something when he is nothing, he deceives himself.

 

Flesh, religion and ... 

Satire

 

I give you some attention but I need it more.

I am so important in my self-made universe.

I wish that I could love you as much as myself,

but that is not acceptable as I’m pulling my own hearse.

 

I am not perfect you know ... although you cannot see it.

You think much higher of me ... than I do of myself

Well, I’m really special ... I am so glad you’ve got to know me.

I wish that there were more like me ... stacked on the highest shelf.

 

I am like a bookend to keep Holy Script in place.

I never read what’s in it ... but I know it is all there.

All you have to do ... is simply ask me

for I have all the answers in my self-chosen sphere.

 

Jan Wienen

This poem is about: 
Our world

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