In the Next Life, Canto IV, stanzas 5-8

Oh well, they’ll be okay. Someday the sign
from One they’ve been awaiting will appear
to give them new direction and refine
the nature of the creature that they fear.

The more they wait, the more will be their needs.
The more they need, the lesser they’ll accept.
I’m starving, so I’ll eat some poppy seeds.
I’ll lie on concrete if I haven’t slept.

Some will be faithful, yet discouraged by
the way the sinners do what sinners do.
They’ll go out in the wilderness and cry
for One to show the sinners who is who.

And what the tubes will read as One’s response
will modifiy their dogma, more or less.
The mother of them all will have new wants.
Precisely what is anybody’s guess.

Someday the sign…will appear: Or not. If it doesn’t come through in time, “Tincandom” will go the way of the Neanderthals. To make Ciral’s theory complete, we need to include the probability that some groups of humans did not find religion when they became aware of the meaning of life, that they perished for its lack, and that some who did develop a faith system didn’t survive as well as those with stronger or more adaptable religions. Again, one wishes that he had elaborated on these important points. The closest he came to explaining this was the one television interview he gave: “I had run out of rhymes by that point.”
Poppy seed…concrete: I’d say Merrimac is grasping at straws with these analogies.
©2013 Louis A. Merrimac