“mathew” 6: 9-13

“mathew” 6: 9-13

A Poem by delapruch
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“our father in heaven

(ode to the man who has children,

sitting around in an imaginary

place envied by other members

of the brainwashed)

 

“hallowed be your name”

(the sheep that baaaaa in unison

believe that there is a sound made

by all the simultaneous crying in

desperation which has then been

construed as a “name” then given

to the imaginary listener in said

imaginary place)

 

“your kingdom come”

(evidently, this wondrous trailer

park in the sky is something that is

supposed to be open to anyone sad

enough to submit their will to the pool

of simultaneous sheep baaaaa-ing away

at the wall in hopes that the imaginary

listener in this imaginary place will

say something back)

 

“your will be done”

(those committed to baaaaa-ing & to the

spread of this act of yelling to the sky in

hopes that said imaginary listener in said

imaginary trailer park will say something

back, wrote a lot of their babbling fiction

down & apparently there is where the aspiring

brainwashed can find the how-to-manual

for walking on four legs, growing a thick

coat of bustling hair & chewing grass)

 

“on earth as it is in heaven”

(and once you drink the kool-aid, there is

no going back---according to the sheep

gazing at the stars, baaaaa-ing in unison,

hoping for the trailer park in the sky

where they can continue to baaaaa

together, grow their coats together &

chew grass together obliviously)

 

“give us this day our daily bread”

(baaaaa-ing loud enough at the sky is

supposed to bring 3 square meals back to

the sheep who have done so, because

after having created an imaginary listener

in an imaginary trailer park (there for the

explicit console of the private grievances of

said sheep baaaaa-ing), it is felt that not

only will it act as a sort of armchair

psychologist, but it will also provide

sustenance when said sheep cannot or

will not get it for themselves)

 

“and forgive us our debts”

(not only does a sheep get 3 squares a day,

but it is also believed that if one begs the

sky enough, one’s problems will just

wash away---this is to be the subsequent

consequence of ALL humans following

suit & getting down on four legs, growing

their thick coats & chewing grass)

 

“as we forgive our debtors”

(as the sheep thinking that their problems

are solved by an imaginary listener in

an imaginary trailer park in the sky,

so do the sheep continue grazing with a

sort of “live and let live” mentality,

until they are picked off by hunters)

 

“and do not lead us into temptation”

(so, the same imaginary listener who resides

in that imaginary trailer park, who seemed

to be the one that all the sheep were

comfortably baaaaa-ing to, now is

something to be feared as well?  perhaps

that which one feels the need to submit

the whole of their will to is the same

corrupted core inside that would come up

with such a ridiculous hoax to begin with,

as found in the schizophrenic comment

here in the command to oneself (a baaaaa

into the mirror, if you will)

 

“but deliver us from the evil one”

(the EVIL ONE?  is not the concept of

evil just that which goes against the

simultaneous baaaaa of the herd in the

grassy field?  was not the GOOD ONE

just told in the last line to “not lead us

into temptation,” thereby being the only

“one” which can do so?  make sure when

getting the ladle of kool-aid dumped into

your dixie cup, that you ask if said

dumper is EVIL or GOOD…certainly at

that point it will make all the difference in

the world)

 

“for yours is the kingdom and the power

and the glory forever”

(there is no other imaginary listener, whose

two-faced multiple personalities, residing in

an imaginary trailer park in the sky, handing

out its ladles of kool-aid, whose overwhelming

passion could be heard any louder than that

which dwells within the very heads of the

already brainwashed sheep baaaaa-ing out

the rest of their days, dissatisfied with the

actual physical world around them &

waiting for the end of what they deem as

a great big thorn in their side---that is,

the rest of us who are not convinced, and

who are not baaaaa-ing with the rest of

em’)

 

“amen”

(right there, in a nutshell, the whole lie

itself was conjured up by “a man,” or

a few men---all who had way too much

time on their hands & a rather limited

imagination).

© 2011 delapruch


Author's Note

delapruch
“I spurn the gift. I don’t want what you want. I don’t want the feeling of eternal love and peace. Love and peace…very very overrated in my view.”

-Christopher Hitchens in debate with Rabbi David Wolpe at John Hancock Hall, Boston, MA, March, 2010

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Bio: The writer we call delapruch has been writing since infancy. His first piece was scrawled on the inside of his mother’s womb. Long since published, the rights now reside in the hands o.. more..