they grasp at straws…

they grasp at straws

parched
for
a taste
of
hope
humans
will consume
poisonous lies
or
even
swear
a mirage
is
real
long before
the madness
has
set in
others
will take
the sacrament
of
sports
where
nothing
has
a consecrated element
just
gladiators and lions
to
distract
their minds
away from
what
they
truly
thirst for
some
tangible
answer
to
their prayers

 

 

why so happy…

you do
know
there’s a pandemic
and
economic chaos
as well as
a situation
in which
half
of
the american population
is willing
to support
a self-pandering fascist
oh
you
must understand
i have
no
faith
in
my fellow man’s
concern
or
compassion
for
others
but
i do have
extreme faith
in
my fellow man’s
greed
that needs
a healthy population
and
some semblance
of
democracy
in order
for
said population
to
go to work
earn money
and
buy
all the things
destroying
the
planet

 

when saints dance with devils …

the chamber’s littered
with charred bones and melted gold
wealth of the nation
abstracted from its people
solely for a few’s pleasure
but fools won’t complain
they believe their battles won
but the gold’s been cast
into their final death masks
poured over their moral souls
stealing their last breath
branding their souls with their greed
leaving sunken eyes
empty of tomorrow’s hope
like rats on a sinking ship

 

tithing catalyst…

heard those songs
as a child
usually accompanied
on
an out of tune piano
back then
no one noticed
the dissonance
perhaps
true faith
was
rendered
in choir voices
which
made
everything sound
wonderful
a little
of
that
water into wine thing
years ago
much
of life
was
like that
faith
and
youth
combined
to create
beauty
and
happiness
from
an out of tuned world
now days
choirs
have soundmen
and
music performers
with
electronic tuners
attached
to their gear
a real band
with
drummers
mimicking
throbbing heart beats
to which
well dressed singers
carry out choreographed
dance routines
not to say
that some things
weren’t choreographed
before
just seemed less
commercial
no t-shirts
or
cds
for sale
no
back then
it
was all designed
to
get the best possible
offering
from the congregation
to keep
the lights on
hard to sing
when you’re cold
and
can’t see the hymnals
as i recall
there were a few times
when
folks didn’t take off
their winter coats
during services
you might
think of that as
a subtle message
from
the divine
about
the congregation’s levels
of
tithing
in any case
if
you happen
to
find yourself
in
a place of worship
one of these days
you might
want
to do
a little
comparing
yourself