There’s nothing like religion made of crass
[Based on two items from yesterday’s news.]
There’s nothing like religion made of crass
Stupidity and ignorance, unless
You add some mental illness to surpass
The superstitious, ordinary mess.
Now take for instance someone who loses
Her grip on her communion wafer, lets
It fall and gets it dirty. It oozes
Brown—then red! The Polish priesthood soon gets
The notion that it’s Jesus’ heart come down.
Another worshiper plucks out his eyes
Coz Jesus told him to. This crazy one
Waits just until he sees the chalice rise
And then there’s blood enough to please a nun.
The space between the altar and the pew
Is filled with holy, gory eye-hole goo.