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.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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Pettit Avatar
January 18, 2016 at 9:20 PM
Reading your poem reminded me of Bergen County in Northern New Jersey. That's the reason why all the stores in Passaic County just to the south are packed on Sundays. Another good write, Ilene.
Johnson Avatar
January 12, 2016 at 10:30 PM
Wow, when you're on a roll, you're on a roll. Enjoyed.
Rigoler Avatar
January 10, 2016 at 4:36 PM
Yes, so true. I am not a church-goer. But friends I have hate the thought of going to their church, which says little for their spirituality. First century Christians didn't go to church but met in believers homes. And somewhere in the New Testament it says "God cannot be contained in a church" or something to that effect. If I may: "Included" sounds wrong here. "To keep the church the only / Sunday place to go"? Thanks for the stop, Ilene / M
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