Sunday service

Posted on by Beast in Poetry

Is it irreverent 

On this Sabbath day

To talk of love 

In a physical way

Shall I be cast down 

For a need to procreate

Instead of a church visit

False smiles, hand shakes

I have my faith

I hold it dear

But if collective praise is the way

My fate is clear

 

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