John Lawless Poet Free verse

I Passed a Church Today

I passed a church today
glanced at the 12 foot cross
with hanging replica of Jesus
beaten, flayed, crucified.
I slowed my pace,
almost turned to ask:
"Why do they think you'll come back?"

I pondered the question
walking slowly in the darkness
trying to see in passersby
what he claims to have seen...
the divinity of man....
I once held out hope
that it was still hidden
buried somewhere deep
awaiting re-awakening
then tortured myself
wondering how it was
allowed to go to sleep.

Perhaps it was drugged,
incapacitated by some
satanic aphrodisiac
lulled into lethargy
waiting for someone,
anyone, to replant
the mustard seed
of faith, of belief
in themselves,
in their inherent nature
to express the divinity
that is their heritage,
their gift, their essence.

I walk still in the doubt
that he would return
to awaken a world
of slumbering saints
disconnected from the
ancestral roots of angelic expression
sitting idly inside a church
praising an iconic God
while denying
in their actions
the truth of His.

John G. Lawless
3/2/2021

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Paula Goldsmith March 8, 2021 at 12:12 PM A wonderful/beautiful and sad write. Have a blessed day writing away.............

Andrea Dietrich March 6, 2021 at 9:51 AM Wow, very strong write, John. I like what Maureen mentioned about the cold CIA. Sadly, I agree.

Maureen McGreavy Pigeon Tart March 3, 2021 at 7:47 AM Touché. I am reminded of favourite line in a favourite song by The The that has taken up permanent residence in my head: “if the real Jesus Christ were to stand up today, he’d gunned down cold by the CIA”. Great write John! xomo