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What Else But This To Do To While Away a Sunday
If Sunday be only meant for the
sole purpose of quiet reflection
and contemplations
A day upon which to rest take in and
ponder our own individual actions
Of this here presiding week just that
just passed us all bye
Then surely enough what I am in
effect actually doing here
Is penning my own imitable confession
To the Church of Soup itself
Not so much for and asking for
forgiveness nor seeking redemption
But rather for the sake of my own
wellbeing self preservation
As a means of which may relieve the
stress this here past week has placed
upon my brittle mental health
I am trying my very level best not
to be swallowed up drown underneath
If only in the hope as God permitted
will not sadly not be able or it willing
to answer to any of my prayers
Maybe just then there is a member
of the soup out there
Who actually is and maybe also will
be willing to
And that will do me just fine as well
As beggars and losers do not have the
luxury of being choosers
If and once god has stood them up
for the umpteenth countless time again
Until they themselves must have to
eventually realize
How much louder could the message
possibly be
And sadly they don't even have friends
otherwise perhaps they may before
now have been able
To have told them and let them know
How to know how to take a hint
Copyright ©
Christopher Flaherty
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