Their God

[busker]

Their God

Their God allows outrageous things
to poke and prod their hopeful hearts,
and thrash at their too delicate wings.

Their God allows they name their sins
mistake, and lets them on their way
with their anecdotes in their coffee tins.

Their God allows our terrorist
imaginations to exist
like we're newborns stupidly making a fist.

Their God allows outrageous things.

Like Mark, I see the three Abrahamic faiths in the three stanzas.
The repetition at the end suggests that the cross accusation goes on forever, much like in real life