Schemer
He came and addressed us
in a priestly cassock and hood
eyes decorated with sage’s spectacles
shoes were those of a stage performer
and carried big diary of chairman
he talked in metaphors and ironies
and conclude his speech artistically
in parables of Christ in Mark’s gospel
pointing out,” Join the party of Christ”
Few day later I met him in a bar
“Reverend Father, thank so much.
You inspired us greatly”, I said
The sage looked me searchingly
and took off faster than he came!
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