Discombobulated Narrow Minds

A Good Book is like a living document,
that often dies when its words no longer breathe,
whether a new or an older testament
the Spirit's answers are blowing in the breeze.
Throwing stones by man's law not written in stone
May fulfillments of the law part the Red Sea
quenched thirst of men not living by bread alone.
Myriads of pyramids, then slaves set free
crossed barren deserts on ways to promised land.
O' Jerusalem and its institutions
spoken words in foreign tongues all understand
by the grace of God, written constitutions
self evident human rights, all men equal
with holy orders, put an end to borders
in promised time when this rhyme has no sequel.