When Jesus Christ is CEO
When lamas, popes are set on thrones,
And ayatollahs throw their stones,
Who heeds Gotama's words? Alas!
The one who does is deemed an ass!
When Mammon rules the hearts of men,
What chance is there for Yesu then?
The remnant natives who'd confess
That they had sinned, so greedy Spain
Was not to blame for all their pain.
The peasants labored in the field,
As kings and priests enjoyed the yield.
A king, enthroned, could sip his wine
As priests declared that he's divine.
The temples then were filled with gold
As pigs and slaves were bought and sold.
It then was so and now is still.
The names have changed, but not the swill.
So presidents invoke the Lord,
And guns have now replaced the sword.
The gods on high, it now appears,
Have bombs that burn. They shed no tears.
The TV's used by reverend Stash
For praising God and raising cash.
When godmen and the Aga Khan
Are weighed in gold, should we demand
That they be gilded then as well?
So Mammon leads us all to hell.
When Jesus Christ is CEO,
It's time for us to quietly go.
2016 May 22, Sun
Brooklyn, New York