All gods are idols, whatever the size or setting
be they of gold or simply the plaster kind
or more important, by concepts – language abetting –
idols that loom in the over-armed monkey’s mind.
When you teach a man to bow low to a dog-headed rock
or treat stone figures as if they could possible feel
or care what befalls the shepherd and all of his flock
then it won’t be long ’til the same man is willing to kneel
and pray to a thing he can’t even see or touch –
buy a pig a poke…or a cat in a shopping bag –
and surely it won’t take all that flaming much
’til he prostrates himself before bankers waving a flag.
You believe in Jesus ? Well I got the word from The Jew –
The Kingdom is closer than that: it’s deep within YOU