Poem: Natural Man

 

Natural Man

I can’t find an altar
that doesn’t hurt my knees.
The pews make my back ache,
the pulpits hurt my head,
the politics offend
my sensibilities.
The hymns? Me and most hymns
can get along just fine.
Two hours each week is
enough time for me to
feel the burn way down deep,
and I’m not afraid of
hellfire anymore.

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