Time Out

The church sanctuary
was overcrowded
by a few people over-thinking
every word of the prophets
and seers.

Their thoughts kept
bumping into the minister’s ego
as he stood before the alter
and pontificated,
though this branch
did not acknowledge the pontiff.

This jumble of miscommunication
caused mass forgetfulness
of priorities and well wishes—
tongue tied, it was
unable to shout One if by land!
Two if by sea!

See, all our signals got crossed up.
Our war to become our better angels
took a time out and napped.
We woke, like little children,
with an emotional reset
to the default of kindness.

copyright © 2020 Kenneth P. Gurney