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He asked them whether he had Become their enemy by telling them the truth,And I don’t know if I’ve ever heardA bombshell of a question packedWith more implications than that.

To his dying breathHe will curse the wickedness of the tyrants—His veins bulging, and beet-red in the face—Thundering away at their transgressionsAnd calling down the fires of perditionOn their damnable heads.

God will know how to judge us fairly.And those of us who desire a fair judgment—And who think him wise—Will be satisfied with that. And the rest,Not so much.

The young man wondersWhat’s worth doingWith his life—Which is quite the grand questionAnd well worth pondering. And people are free to Change their answerFrom time to time.

And then one dayShe came to life again. I’ll never know what really happened, But it was as if she had simply Decided to be happy.

I do not know which I would prefer—That in heaven, we should be Instantly made aware of all knowledge, Or that we might be left alone To finish studying by ourselves. The one seems as fantastic as the other.

When they first set off the bomb,They were not completely certain That the chain reaction would stop Before it had destroyed the whole world.But they gave it a whirl, and we may now infer,By the facts that I have sat … Continue reading →

If Satan were gone,We could then discoverWhether man were capableOf carrying on the wickednessPreviously learned from that masterWhile left to his own devicesIn his own place and timeAnd under his own Power and will.

He gave her a book, she saysBut she wouldn’t read it—Not really. She was some afraidShe might not likeWhat it said. But mostly, sheJust didn’t careThat much. And it was easierAnyway to pretendThat she already knewWhat it saidAnd loved it.

If we are determined to have an elected king,Then might we not elect a righteous oneFrom time to time—even by accident? This is the desperate hope of a society that Will not study itself into agreementOn the definition of righteousness. … Continue reading →