defrocked hope…

my hope
that stiff collar
of faith
that i wore
around my neck
for so many years
was well pressed
with the iron
of naivete
it was
for the daily
wear and tear
of reality
it became frayed
and i
began to realize
i had been wearing
the emperor’s
new clothes
all along

14 thoughts on “defrocked hope…

  1. indeed the Priest’s stiff collars revealing cracks in the human condition wrestling between the forces good and evil. I really enjoyed reading this clever writing. So, well done!

  2. I used to know a man who was a priest before he left the church and my uncle was one too before he too left the church. So this poem resonates with me because I can imagine two men who might have felt that way.

    Thank you.

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