We thought the idiot had another plan,
It wasn´t as if everything he´d ever done went wrong, or
Betrayed the noble efforts of his often grand labors;
The world, after all, he built in a week, or so he said.
Still, we waited a spell before finally
Contracting some of the work to a different
Stage-manager, one without the nasty
Ego issues, partialities for blood sacrifices, and trimmed penises.
My former allies thought me mad for trusting him again.
I thought madness the province of those who listened to him atop mountains,
And burning bushes rather than in
The fluffer hearts among people
Who simply wanted better for their kids.
Time would tell.


Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out /  Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )


Connecting to %s