American Psalm

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Let’s all mock God together,

As a pastime, it’s delightful,

And there’s nothing more insightful

Than sleek souls that are self-satisfied.

 

Let’s all mock God together,

Some are sure He’s non-existent,

So they disregard that strange, but very persistent,

Tiny gnawing fear.

 

Let’s all mock God together,

Let’s trust in pseudo-science,

To excuse our cold defiance,

As we prepare for the living darkness that lies beyond

 

Let’s all mock God together,

Obsessed with a thousand distractions,

To make us forget our evil actions,

For certainly we answer to no one but ourselves.

 

Let’s all mock God together,

In a culture dithering with senility,

We glorify scurrility,

And call every wretched sin a human right.

 

Let’s all mock God together,

As we worship the celebrity bareback riders,

Those preening talk show insiders,

Our high priests of gossipy lore.

 

Let’s all mock God together,

While we praise the skilled aborters,

The dead baby sorters,

Who carve, shrink-wrap and sell.

 

Let’s all mock God together,

While we bloat like good consumers,

Pushing shopping carts of tumors,

Blind to the cancer that is in our souls.

 

Let’s all mock God together,

While we protect our glutted banksters,

Those capitalistic pranksters,

Who suck our blood and loan it out like gold.

 

Let’s all mock God together,

As we export our perverted violence,

Then grin in smirking silence,

Happy to profit from tits and ass and gore.

 

Let’s all mock God together,

Our cathedral is a casino,

Our sacraments are performed in Reno,

And marriage means no more than a roll of the dice.

 

Let’s all mock God together,

As we search for flickering guidance,

Our minds sinking in mental subsidence,

Endlessly staring at little screens.

 

Let’s all mock God together,

While we sing in our Sunday emporia,

Worshipping with drummer’s euphoria,

Then go out and rage and hate and lie.

 

Let’s all mock God together,

Choosing the evil that is best,

Praying desperately to be blessed,

While the gift of freedom passes like a fading dream.

 

Let’s all mock God together,

In our riches we are forsaken,

What we had has been forever taken,

And not all the rants and prayers will change the writing on the wall.

 

Let’s all mock God together,

As we follow  the one we claim is anointed,

Forgetting that it is appointed,

To reap what we have sown.

 

Let’s all mock God together,

I’m sure He doesn’t mind it,

In fact, I’m certain that He finds it,

A source of celestial mirth.

 

Let’s all mock God together,

With every breath that He has given,

A nation that dies unshriven,

Mocked by our motto “In God We Trust.”

 

Yes, while there is time, let’s all mock God together.

 

By Coleman Luck

 

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