For God and Crusty

What can the nationalist reply
When reptile naturalists imply
That even mighty Urland’s glory,
Like a mite, is transitory?
The nationalist may one day turn
Quasi-geologist and spurn
Volcanically each rival plate
That preaches its own pompous fate.
“Is it not just that Urmagnia,
Upper crust of old Pangaea,
Ought to rule the lithosphere?—
It’s blessed by God! And Wegener!”
But patriot, however exotic
The limit of your own tectonic—
Though it usurp the uniplace—
Everything is just a phase!

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2 thoughts on “For God and Crusty

  1. Great poem! It’s so nice to find an actual poet online, and not someone who slaps the label “poem” on a slew of unlinked, unrhymed, arrhythmic thoughts. 😉 This one is intelligent, witty and poignant.

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