THE GOD, THE BARD AND NOTHING

The first was a man

Of the house of prayer

Cymbals and smoke

Amens and queues

Alms and offerings

A divine investment

Head in the holy tub

Bread in his mouth

Blood at the altar

Yoke in place

Walks down the isle

Kneels for a grace

Sits

Stands

Waits for the judgement

For the angel with the trumpet

The second was the son

Of a calm ignorance
Life is a conincidence

Death is by chance

The stars were made

By no immortal hand

The deep oceans have an end

The sky who cares, it's too wide

Love is a fallacy

Kindness is a waste of time

Hate is unnecessary

Bliss is boring

Envy is stupid

Sadness leads nowhere

Lives from end to end

Hangs in the middle

Smiles

Yawns

Waits for none

Nothing

Both die on a happy-sad day

The first transcends to nothingness

The second wails in hell