A David Psalm 14 1Bilious and bloated, they gas, “God is gone.” Their words are poison gas, fouling the air; they poison Rivers and skies; thistles are their cash crop. 2God sticks his head out of heaven. He looks around. He’s looking for someone not stupid— one man, even, God–expectant, just one God–ready woman. 3He comes up empty. A string of zeros. Useless, unshepherded Sheep, taking turns pretending to be Shepherd. The ninety and nine follow their fellow. 4Don’t they know anything, all these impostors? Don’t they know they can’t get away with this— Treating people like a fast–food meal over which they’re too busy to pray? 5Night is coming for them, and nightmares, for God takes the side of victims. 6Do you think you can mess with the dreams of the poor? You can’t, for God makes their dreams come true. 7Is there anyone around to save Israel? Yes. God is around; God turns life around. Turned–around Jacob skips rope, turned–around Israel sings laughter.
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