I went to church in search of God
And sat peacefully among the pious faithful,
The priest in black gowns read the Mass,
We celebrated the Eucharist,
And felt warm with the blood of Christ.
Later in the inner sanctums of the holiest,
We drank more wine and discussed good and evil,
And danced merrily with nuns and altar boys.
Heading home, leaves of noise flew in the morning sun
And the crusade jammed to the hilt was hilarious,
The ‘word’ was shouted hoarse and dry
Till the pages from which they were read
Became blurry from drops of spittle,
And words of God were mixed with words of men,
And hurled at the pandemonium in the name of salvation.
Later we attended ballets with the Pastor,
Talked about the new sisters in the congregation
And later danced our heart out at the local hangout.
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