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Mothers, don't let your children go to Valpo.
Learn critical thinking
mislay faith
deny that God exists and worse.
Pretend to live without illusion.
relinquish peace
If your child trained in physics
and investment banking beckoned
now drowned in treasure.
Either way their soul is forfeit
proclaim that souls never were.
Reunions bring back children
for holiday, wedding, then funeral.
Children return to bury elders, surprised
that pain beyond
acquaintance stalks.
Generation slips away
revealing Christian zombies
berift of trade, retired
take their turn.
The appearance of faith is fine.
When they smile at paradox,
Perhaps they're simply batty.
Sailing beyond words and logic,
they won't cause trouble.
Zombies, on the other hand
will generate no end of grief.
They peek behind the curtains, seeking
how the past made sense of mystery
suppose variety that never was.
Those burned alive
or excommunicated posthumously
make the most noise.
Which solid beam will burn?
stones repurposed in walls where?
Unknown to God
the future
just appears.
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