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January 2005

This is probably my best poetry with a political message. I like the way the rhythm moves.

Man by the infinite God is awed
For Man is made in the image of God.

And we ask for the sake of our thousand dreams
And we ask for the sake of knowing things
In the heart of hearts of the king of kings

Does God hope?

And God is remade in the image of man
So we may pretend to understand

And we ask for the sake of our growing need
As we stake our lives on a book we read
In the throne of thrones and in Adam’s seed

Does God believe?

And God is remade in an image of stone
So we may keep him as our own

And we ask for the sake of our troubled times
Though we hear it along with the weekly chimes
As we seek to atone for nameless crimes

Who does God love?

And God is remade in an image of fire
So all we fear may be placed on the pyre.

And we no more ask when the innocents die
We no longer ask why the angels cry
But we say we know, with a knowing lie,

What God wants.

And God is remade in the image of man.