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Changebellringing
The
venerable vicar
from his parish pulpit
and in the chapel's vestibule
preaches sermons of lore
of history
of tragedy
of comedy
maybe of revolution
-what a show!-
while thrice-crowned cripples
condemn the truly Divine
ex cathedra
and archbishops dine with the devil
or Chaucer, at least
-what a show!-
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Good
News
God
in His time
didn't care
doesn't care
won't care
about his self-appointed servants
clad in boring black
fiddling about in dark and dusty rectories
fiddling about
mildew on their forced smiles
their flickering candles melting
fiddling about
while they carve their thoughts and faiths
on the hearts of young children
and innocent old men.
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Gregorian
Chant
Praise
ye the honourable priest
the glorious keeper of history
when history is threatened by decay
Praise the dusty
books of prayer
their content may be void
their meaning though is not
Praise the upkeep
of memory
a memory of suppression, right,
a memory of war, but at least
a memory of some kind
Praise the ornate
gowns they wear
they clad a frightening skeleton
and Praise their incense:
opium for the world
a world that needs its drugs
to overcome its sins
to dream away its fears
to sleep a little sleep
to wake up and be dead
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