God’s House

We feign sadness now

as Notre Dame is engulfed

in flames, “How awful,

God’s house burning, all of that

beauty…” Our mistake was when


we decided to

lock God inside a building

and destroy the real

temple, to desecrate the

sacred. We’ve long been fed


lies and forget that

Jesus dies again each time

we commit war crimes

we crucify Christ without

even thinking twice each time


a bullet flies and

a human being dies, we

cannibalize the

real temple and worship jars

of clay, we pray to the wall


and topple tall, old

growth forests, we build pipelines

to carry oil through

God’s house and they leak into

the water Jesus walked


on, and God is in

the Garden not in a church

God’s in the forest

not in any of the mosques

we’ve bombed and burned to the ground


God is lost and can’t

be found drowning in tears for

a fucking building

built with gold stolen along

with human beings for the


Pope and the queen, no

we won’t see God struggling

to escape this inferno

no, God was never in there


God’s with the people

we don’t care about

and for some reason

we can’t figure out that God’s

house is everywhere, don’t you


dare say that the flames

only started today, we

lit the fire long

ago and add fuel every

tax day, and we add fuel each


time we say that God

has a house with an address

we add fuel each time

we say, “God bless” these people

more than those, we add fuel when


we dip our toes in

the ocean and ignore the

dead , plastic-filled whales

laying on the beach, we add

fuel each time we preach, saying


“God says blah, blah, blah.”

God doesn’t judge, God doesn’t

hate, God is not a

capitalist thinking, “look

at all my stuff, I’m so great”


God’s illiterate

and God doesn’t have a tongue

God’s not in a book

God is the trees, God is our

lungs, we breathe God, we breathe life


we breathe, we breathe, we…

take a deep breath and see God

in the eyes of the

next human being you meet

take a deep breath and see that


God is the water

and God is the trees and God

is the mountains and

the valleys and the desert

and the space between us and


God connects us like

the ocean connects the land

God never lived in

a house, what’s so hard for us

to understand? God is the


mountains we destroy

for coal and the oceans that

we fill with plastic

and oil, God is the garden

and the polluted soil, and


God is the wind and

rain. Man gave us Able and

Cain and shrugs now as

millions are slain but cries ‘Why?’

as a church goes up in flames,


a cathedral built

on the remains of peasants

and the truth isn’t

pleasant but God has never

been inside of a church


and evil has long run

amok, with the Pope in Rome

on his golden perch,


About soitgoes1984

I live on a small island in the middle of the Pacific ocean in the Hawaiian Kingdom which is currently illegally occupied by the American government. This work is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution 4.0 International License.
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