Lion of Judah

A god that does not

nor cares to

walk upon the shore of a vast sea,

breathing in the salty air,

relishing what he himself



is not worth a prayer.


A god who does not buckle on

scabbard and mail

to go before his children

to seek his enemies upon the field,

foes for the slaughter,


is not worth a lighted candle.


A god who does not stand

at the tomb of whom he loved

and weep


is worth no devotion of any kind.


A god who does not taste

or breathe, or hate

who does not curse, or love

or serve, nor cares to


is a god worth mere disdain

no more than mockery


is no God at all.