Was It Something I Said?

Was It Something I Said? by Neil McCall

Was it something I said
that caused all those angels to stamp on my head
such as:
God is three
or God is one
or the earth could conceivably circle the sun?
Now all of the chosen are wishing me dead.

Was it something I drew
that made me get flayed for breaking taboo
such as:
Deities drinking bourbon,
Arabic on a turban
or poking fun at the working-class urban?
Even Salman Rushdie wants to kick me black and blue.

Was it something I wrote
to rouse religious rent-a-mobs to grab me by the throat
such as:
a Middle East Miss
and a delicate kiss
on her lovely uncircumcised clitoris?
Mills and Boon simply sent a rejection note.