God Died Poem by Eric Cockrell

God died last night
and no one noticed...
they'll find the body
in a week or two.

funeral arrangements
in the back of the paper...
no viewing... cremation
is all that could be afforded....

and the world rushes on
in an angry ball of fury;
while children die,
unnoticed and unnamed.

and the homeless and the hungry
are stacked in the ditches...
unholy sacrifices to
His memory....

leaving the unclaimed ashes
to blow in the infidel wind!