breadcrumbs

Of course I know that Christian freaks
Have been planning to look for gold on the Sun.
Please don’t discourage them: someone always
Cares, and there are too many
Things to imitate in this world besides yellow crap.
Those winged creatures inside the church,
For example, are sparrows, pigeons and crows,
Unseen unless you poison them with the flesh
Of your savior they might mistake for
A pile of breadcrumbs.