POLITICAL Poem: Camel in a Cuisinart, by Amir Portier

You’d think Christians would be quick
to advocate for anybody but the devil.
Yet who is first to complain
when David throws his stone?
Ambushing the noble Goliath
like a gutless coward
before he could meet the shepherd
in more honorable combat.
Sword vs. Crook
Tank vs. Tunic

The Pious wait for a
Rapture in progress
their eyes glued to the heavens
as the trip over the clothes and corpses
of the meek and the merciful
unaware they’ve been left behind.
Those persecuted peacemakers
withered with neglect, if they’re lucky
at least die in when God calls them home.
The cold ground, for them, a warmer hearth
than these houses of Unconditional Love.
Those less fortunate, seen by their saviors
discover just what God’s children do
to the least of their brothers.

Sitting pretty in their homes
long since forsaking their earthly church
it’s sermons too long, it’s pews too hard
(and not to mention communal!)
Modern missionaries sow from the sofa
reciting scripts, never reading scripture
so their message, not God’s, can be spread
in 30 seconds or less.
Them belly full
reading Matthew 19:24
and thanking God for the man
that fit a camel in a Cuisinart.

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