Poetry's Not a Religion
I asked whether form follows function
and the thread held on through disjunction,
but it struck me like a rag soaked with hyssop
that the Heathen have disdain for the Bishop.
Oh believers do we labor in vain
if those Catholic bells bring out such disdain?
Seems they lack universal appeal,
since they inspire some personal spiels.
Fear not for our verse in the lurch,
for our Letters do not spell out “church.”
So if poetry gets like religion
then adjust all resentments a smidgen.
For the Scriptures speak not of verse metrics
nor Free Verse as the spawn of some heretics.
No, the doctor we envy’s not Seuss –
shall his metrical play earn the noose?
Around envy of well-published jerks
cirrhosis of spirit will lurk.
The cure is to write up more poems
to enlighten our spiritual homes.
From the “Bells” and the “Fire” spring joy,
make neither a Draco Malfoy.
CNN often shows us the starving,
now there’s a cause for us arming.
If there’s wisdom to glean from the Prophets,
it’s unity achieved through some “Stop its.”
Such as don’t dust it up like we’re knaves,
since everyone’s bound for the grave.
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