I Sit In A Pew Poem by Lauren Beasley

I sit in a pew
I look studious
But do I hear you
As you speak to us?

A man reads God's word
Can't pay attention
My own thoughts I've heard
Causing great tension

Distractions, they mount
And pull me aside
Things to do, I count,
Ignoring my guide

Why is it mundane
To hear you word taught?
What have I to gain
From distracted thought?

Alas, I sit here
Think of other things
And wait til it's clear
What good this all brings