saw this post and scribbled this spontaneous eruption
it’s a losing battle
the shakedowns and rattles
of the rich and famous
as they belch and prattle
i wish i were a saddle
that could ride them till they gaggled
and died once and for all
and let the least of us
watch the mighty fall
and empty the space
they occupy
bought and paid for
by torture and lies
sometimes caught but they never pay
and we go along
hoping some day
through promise or by default
we will get to assault
our brothers and sisters
whose blood runs cold
at the thought of another fool
hoarding in his vault
Until recently I lived in an oil patch city in BC where the domestic abuse rates held high and steady for the over 4 decades we lived there. We lived close to a very large complex, a shelter for abused women and children. I often thought that it was a good thing we had that facility, but a shame that we needed it.
Well, yes, that would be the religious view of things, defining the world by the worst, minority portion of the world. It keeps the coffers full I guess.
I go to First Unitarian Church of Toronto (Avenue Rd. and St. Clair). It is made up of the a great variety of agnostics, atheists, pagans, Buddhists, jews, christians, gay, transgendered, the chaste and the incontinent. Most of us, if not all, have a sorrow, public or otherwise. We congregate to share silence, music, and uplifting surroundings. Out of shared sufferings, joy! That said, I enjoyed the joke.
I have never been able to make that leap of faith, and attend no place of worship. But if I were ever to look for a congregation to be a part of, I would look for one that you describe in your first sentence.
That is simply wonderful, but it’s not the best church notice ever. That was:
“Morning Sermon–Jesus Walks on Water”
“Evening Sermon–Searching for Jesus”
“It’s morning in America”.
Hilarious! Thanks, eh, I almost spilled my coffee laughing. 🙂
saw this post and scribbled this spontaneous eruption
it’s a losing battle
the shakedowns and rattles
of the rich and famous
as they belch and prattle
i wish i were a saddle
that could ride them till they gaggled
and died once and for all
and let the least of us
watch the mighty fall
and empty the space
they occupy
bought and paid for
by torture and lies
sometimes caught but they never pay
and we go along
hoping some day
through promise or by default
we will get to assault
our brothers and sisters
whose blood runs cold
at the thought of another fool
hoarding in his vault
Until recently I lived in an oil patch city in BC where the domestic abuse rates held high and steady for the over 4 decades we lived there. We lived close to a very large complex, a shelter for abused women and children. I often thought that it was a good thing we had that facility, but a shame that we needed it.
Well, yes, that would be the religious view of things, defining the world by the worst, minority portion of the world. It keeps the coffers full I guess.
Yes, imagine reaching out to help the poor and dysfunctional and offering them hope for the future. What can they be thinking of, the crooks?
Actually, I was commenting on Warren’s “perspective” and not the efforts to help people.
I go to First Unitarian Church of Toronto (Avenue Rd. and St. Clair). It is made up of the a great variety of agnostics, atheists, pagans, Buddhists, jews, christians, gay, transgendered, the chaste and the incontinent. Most of us, if not all, have a sorrow, public or otherwise. We congregate to share silence, music, and uplifting surroundings. Out of shared sufferings, joy! That said, I enjoyed the joke.
I have never been able to make that leap of faith, and attend no place of worship. But if I were ever to look for a congregation to be a part of, I would look for one that you describe in your first sentence.
Wot?! No Bingo?
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