The priests told him how to speak.
He didn’t ask.
The priests told him what to say.
He didn’t ask.
He didn’t ask.
The priests told him whom to love.
The priests told him they knew what comes next.
He asked how they knew.
The priests told him how to get to heaven.
He asked where it was.
The priests told him there was a heaven.
They never told him how they knew.
The priests told him there was a hell.
They didn’t know where it was, or who went there.
The priests didn’t tell him
why God allows spouses and loved ones to die.
They don’t know.
The priests didn’t explain how they knew
what happens after Midnight.
They don’t know.
When he exited the church,
he looked for answers in the Television and Newspapers.
The pundits told him what to believe.
How did they know?
The pundits told him who to elect.
How did they know?
The pundits told him what to say and not say.
How did they know?
The pundits told him they knew best.
How did they know?
The pundits didn’t tell him how they knew
what the truth was.
They didn’t know.
When he left the house,
He looked for answers on the street.
The billboards told him what to believe.
Who made them, and
how did they know?
The billboards told him who to elect.
How did they know?
The billboards told him what to say and not say.
How did they know?
The billboards didn’t tell him
who paid for their message,
or how they knew.
When he got out of the car,
He saw the birds in the trees,
and the animals on the ground,
and the flowers and the bushes.
They didn’t speak words to him.
They didn’t tell him what to say.
They didn’t tell him what to believe.
They didn’t tell him whom to vote for.
They spoke volumes. 
