Postdiluvian Disorder
The Sunday school teacher speaks of Noah's Ark.
The animals march, the dogs bark,
cute crocodiles smile at the patriarch,
and nothing, nothing is remotely dark.
This greatest human tragedy,
we teach our toddlers carefully,
from books, the colors bright and cheery,
yet we forget, we world-weary,
the cost of sin.
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art courtesy of @PegasusPhysics
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