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Salvation By the Ounce
Salvation by the Ounce
David J Walker
Gold must be the stuff
Of which the Cup of Christ
is made of
Its value supererogatory
Its bearings veiled
It's content cryptic and obscure
Unknown to hunger
The clean men
In white shirts
are the anointed guides
Meditating and navigating
By starlight
While the beggar's cup is empty
Except for the noise of the street
His presence de trop
And holey ignored
Unless the cameras roll
Gold must be the stuff
Of which
the Cup of Christ is made of
Salvation measured by the ounce
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