Godbothering

I respect the faithful…they’re feeding their souls.
I resent the fervent…raking hell’s coals.

They can’t wait for bloody armageddon.
They can’t wait to be raptured to heaven.

Arrogance staggers; they cast themselves in myths.
Just under their skin, it’s all bitter pith.

Offended their “god” isn’t yours already.
They loathe seculars; whose happy’s steady.

The faithful kind are heirs via meekness.
The fervent cruel: convinced of uniqueness.