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After This I Shake his Hand

The ring depicts a promise of fidelity.
I smile as you stand in your cloak.
That headgear is the symbol of the tongues of fire.
I smile as you receive that formal mitre
and that pastoral staff is a shepherd's crook.

I smile as I know that staff will be used
to smite a great thick door.
I smile as I hear that resonant bong;
I see that ring with its diocesan crest.
You say you will pledge yourself to those who gaze.

A ring on the hand,
the hand holds a staff,
the staff smites the door.
I smile as a non-believer,
though it is a smile of great affection.


(7 May 2024)

Copyright © Andrew John

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