Tuesday, August 23, 2011

Mass

This dance they do
several times
a week.

Muttering crass jokes
to each other
from behind their robes.

Rituals of
bread
wine
song
Rote memories.
Habits of the trade.


Salvation
to most,
just another job
to them.

2 comments:

Chris Andrews said...

I was cajoled into going to church last week.

Edward Yoo said...

Ooohhh...my favorite subject. I like the cynicism in the themes here. Your poem reminds me of when I was a devout church goer: I'd get emotionally overwhelmed by the ritual songs we sang. Times have changed.