Blue Laws

Towns appear to still adhere To laws from long ago, Included to make church the only Sunday place to go. So malls and stores all shut their doors To force a day of rest, Assuming all their customers Were church-bound, getting blessed. It came to pass not every mass Was filled from pew to pew, As worshipers found other things That they’d prefer to do. Some towns gave pause and ditched the laws So shoppers came in droves In search of electronics, clothes And even fish and loaves. But where we drive, the Blue Laws thrive So Sunday traffic’s light. In hopes they don’t repeal the rule, I’ll pray with all my might.