Good Boy! Good Boy.

They speak grandly
Of firm foundations
Of rock solid men
And women of force.

And then, they speak
Of God. This imaginary friend.
This great and soulful despot.
Their foundations.

What if men stand higher
On sand than cement?
What if it matters more
That the sand is soft
Than that the cement is
Strong?

What if the lie works better
Than the bloody reality?

What if it's not how
But how many times
You try?


The penitent man
Is an amnesiac.
But he just may be
Right!