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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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