Back to home page   Faith/works     by Sean July 2002   Forgive us, who in our vanity   Restrict your wonder to humanity.   Good works some say  nothing mean   Unless wrapped in their creed so lean.   That others are not welcome to play   But surrender doubt to what they say.   Some treat you like a virgin they lust   Profess you're theirs till they bust.   But leave you when inconvenient   When first temptation is for rent.   Bring you back as a virtue prop   Its good politics to explain our flop.   Does it matter what source compassion?   Or how you touch our lives with passion?   Another glimpse shown by my sweet    Help when you can, want for no treat.   Good deeds crown their own reward   Why claim faith has a salvation sword?   Some scream their virtue your way   Love them still  - speak quietly today.   Threads of faith weave your cloak   The more the better say common folk.   So many worlds beyond to found   No  flake the same how profound.   Forgive us   - oh wonder of wonders   Thru our myriad of dogma blunders.   Is it our nature to expand our sect?   By stretching our tales to sound correct.   Mocking  what was before and after   To praise our faith to the crafter.   Do we really want a pat on the head?   Some reward after we are dead.   But if you get  in - give me a plug!   I would for you without a shrug.    Faith without works just prattle.   Works without faith mindless battle.   Imagine a divine beyond our wrangle   Of my faith is good you've got an angle.   Teach a child how to count and add   Even if they ain't Einstein your glad   Cry for attention from cradle to grave   Any faith a curative what most crave   How do we know words taint turds?   Or that faith is gullible and absurds?   Deeds to get twisted to fit the times   Or neatly fit into poets rhythes.   Goodness published seems so trite   Yet done by us it seems just right.   Whatever  helps us thru life's prevail   Even if self-delusion or holy grail.   Would any parent block child's streams   If they are happy follow their dreams.   This to power of infinity multiply    Oh vital force hear our foolish try.   A lasting example I try in heeding    When I was wounded badly bleeding.   A man of faith restored my health   Never preached nor sought my wealth.   He went back to help more in pain   Gave his gift  no thought to gain.