“You Are So Nice”
(or, how to impress the press)
The dogs of May smoke packs a day
here on the banks of the Jenny.
The press hounds race, though out of space
For the photo of Di, there are many.
The homeless walk with hands that beg
While suits go walking by.
Jesus walks among the dead
To look into their eyes.
Peace to all who hit the mall
To Christmas shop in June.
The rush now precedes the leaves of fall
(Doesn’t this seem too soon?)
I think that Christ, were he here now
Would not rejoice to see
Material greed replacing vows
In the age of insurgency.
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