Belief in belief
guarantees truth
(even diametrically
opposed assertions),
negating refutation
by subject experts
[nudge, nudge; wink, wink]
as fake reporting
of reality;
unfulfilled maybe,
but soon to be realized
after 2000 years
in the apocalyptic
waiting room.

Millions of bodies
rise from shattered
graves, dirt sprinkling into
the eyes of the naysayers,
as a cosmic loudspeaker
proclaims the winning
lottery ticket numbers.

Congratulations.
Your steadfast,
single-minded, cultic
dogma is, indeed,
the correct one out
of the thousands
in the competition.

Winning ticket holders
please take the escalator
↑UP to receive your
forever rewards.