Church by J. Howey 10-30-13
Faces not seen Only masks showing Smiles glued on Clothes pressed & clean. Being polite Saying "Hello," Never going deeper Shallow pool for kiddies. Not looking for best friends, Not looking for food. Just wanting for Deeper encounters. Sunday occasion Check-in Get fattened like a calf Headed out for the slatter. The snoring is loud The brain unstirred. Is this really All there is to this place? Broken relationships, Mended with Artificial emotions, Ignoring the wounds. Socialism rules the institution. A group of leaders Deciding and choosing What they think is best. I don't agree That this place Is Fertile Or nutritious. Plants are dying Dormant, not bearing fruit. Fruitful ones seem To be transplanted and removed.