Praying for Revival

Preacher man said
Over his bottle of gin
Sometimes in the early
Morning light
His collar’s too tight

Preacher man said
You can never win
With sin
No matter how hard you fight
It comes around again

Preacher man said
I made my bed
My bottle’s run dry
I’m in over my head
Not gonna lie

Preacher man said
I’m praying for revival
I need to borrow a tent
It’s for my survival
I might just have to lie though

The prompt is “preacher man said” from Maria Giesbrecht @theguelphpoet on Instagram. April 11, National Poetry Month 2022.


History and Religion

Sippin’ whisky
Whistlin’ Dixie
Burnin’ crosses and bridges
On the way to church Sunday mornin’

The prompt is “sippin’ whisky” from Maria Giesbrecht @theguelphpoet on Instagram. April 7, National Poetry Month 2022.

Ecclesiastical Doublethink

False prophets, you dig our graves with sinister divinations,
Bestow unrepentant indignation, and neglect to hide your shallowness.
Cast condescending shadows from high upon your sanctimonious mount, but
We wear our pride; our faith and love, our shrouds, and we will not be buried in the night.
Oh, I say woe unto them that call evil good and substitute darkness for light.
Oh, weary we may be, but forsaken we are not. Tread lightly when with lust and greed you choose to cast your lots.

– Written for First Baptist Church of Worcester Poetry Fest Challenge 1: Acrostic – FBCWOO. Photo from Internet Archive.

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