The Best of All Possible Worlds
God's a man, a white one. We all know that. We all
Also know that those created in His image warrant
Our obsequity. People who don't look so like
Him, women, anyone whose skin is not quite
Alabaster white, must realize their lesser status,
Tuck their tails and cringe, like any dog pack's
Lower-ranking curs. We, likewise, know that God
Is rich. The universe is wholly His, and those
Who claim great pieces of it clearly are more dear
To Him than those who labor, empty-handed,
For their shelter and their bread, and, thus,
The rich deserve our fealty. God is great. He does
Not change, nor does all that He created. Consquently,
We must be content, regardless of our lots in life.
Poetry by Lawrence Beck
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Written on 2024-12-10 at 18:00
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