Enduringly left the spiritual task
Of praying for what Catholics ask:
A fresh day in her wondrous breakthroughs bask,
An open-it-and-one-finds-rich food flask,
For lovers of the fabric: Good Damask,
The wisdom for proofs statue is no mask.
None prays that she outrage owners of cask:
Saints who smoke and you can’t its question ask…
It’s been a back-dated virginity:
If one tastes sex, flees one’s virginity;
There’s no answering-it opportunity;
The pregnant now faces maternity:
A sacristy that gets more decorative,
This no big deal to judge pejorative…
At one point wanted some word with her son,
While he had devotees in the sun;
And it was time Christ crushed Monopoly:
The more hateful than Oligopoly…
No disputing this: some film editing
But a camera for Mary fitting.
Categories:
oligopoly, allusion, god, perspective, religion,
Form: Rhyme
Ever played our favorite game?
Not monopoly or oligopoly
You know, the other one
So what, they all end the same
The one with all the money
Always wins the game
My game is redemption
That's not how you play it
First you count how many souls
You saved along the way
You count up all your blessing cards
You save them to the end
You add up your donations
All gratuities and sponsoring
All pledges big or small
All helping hero biscuits
You count up your kids
And count up all theirs
You count up any other life
You helped in any way
So guess who wins the game
Guess who goes to heaven
You might be the one
Try to spin a seven
Categories:
oligopoly, adventure, games, philosophy, poems,
Form: ABC