Burning John Calvin
Calvin: "... the only hope of society is ... the elect, who, before
the foundation of the world, have been chosen to achieve God's purpose."
Servetus: "... Calvin's ... determinism reduces man to a ... stone."
Calvin: "... should [Servetus] come [to Geneva] ... I will not
suffer him to get out alive."
-- Hunted Heretic: The Life & Death of Michael Servetus,
1511 - 1553, by R.H. Bainton
Do you ever wonder, John, how the world
would be if you had been the one gone up in smoke,
Servetus spared, your theory of elect and non-
elect consumed with you, buried with your dust?
From here, it seems to me that we'd have robbed
your grave, collected every atom, glued you back
together like a broken crock, or better yet,
re-invented Calvinism on our own,
hungry as we were to find an omen of
our destiny, the certainty that God has win-
nowed sheep from goats. How else could men of faith find peace
in genocide against the peoples of this green
utopia? How else absolve our traffic in
the merchandise of death, of humans bought and sold?
--- Julian Crowell
My thanks to Blue Collar Review for publishing
"Burning John Calvin" in their Spring, 2006 issue.
Julian Crowell was born and raised in Tennessee. Before becoming a poet, he taught physics and mathematics at colleges in Pakistan, Virginia, North Carolina, Turkey, Algeria and New Jersey, and then joined the corporate world for several years before retiring. He lives in Massachusetts, has been married for more than 50 years and has three adult children.
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