Faith, An Acquired Taste
Faith is a purchased, acquired
taste; when faith well tested often
left little trace – auto insur., house insur.,
marriage certificate, legal documents galore,
the myth of a handshake, like the welcome
at the door, even the priest not free to freely
explore, known for his faithless donations,
and perhaps nameless more – “Praise the
Lord, and pass the ammunition” – we trust
in God's Love, but for human failures of
faith, settle for contrition after contrition –
“Turn the other cheek”, but never to the
point of retreat – man's victories, arguably
his soul's defeat –
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