Holy
Smoke
(reply
to a friend who said "Bush is a godly man")
George W. professes Christ his Lord,
And would, if U.S. taxpayers afford
And righteousness were purchased for a fee,
Make of fair Heaven his monopoly.
But since the Lamb drove from the temple halls
The moneychangers and the shyster's stalls,
The church belongs to them who true believe,
Not them who make of it a den of thieves.
Our leader shares the slothful servant's role
To bury wealth and dig a covert hole.
Is this the idol worship God allowed
To praise the man with that one skill endowed?
Yet clapping crowds still crook the craven knee.
Spurred by the media, which is hardly free,
All hail the Commander in Mischief
And render Caesar,
though he be a thief.
Nature's own armour is the heart untainted
But outward holiness is hardly sainted.
How shall a man iniquity disrupt
When inwardly his conscience is corrupt?
He set up his White House on shifty sand
So when assailed by markets, will not stand.
Against the storms afforded no protection,
Too easily he built on bilked election.
July 2002
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