Modern religion
I have to ask God
in the inspiring beauty
of first, morning summer light
I’ll have to ask by paraphrase
to cultivate the question and get it right
I’ll have to believe in heaven
validate my pass day to day
make it all right
for all the people who bury others prematurely
those that nurture children
in death’s throes, not much
meaning found in which way the wind blows
Let’s concede defeat to war
cultural acrimony, bring everyone out
to Woodstock, someone’s farm
and start it over
cloud the doubt with summer snow
I want god to lend us a buck
Give his or her head a shake
And change the luck
Don’t want to be an embittered
Middle aged man
Confused by the shortness of things
Ready to celebrate the long view
The upper house in Canada
The role of women even in Kashishstan
Instill a need to acknowledge
Each other, women and children first
The real reason
For consternation and giving
A good god damm