Matt Mondschein

Rookie - 110 Points (3/16/60 / Macungie, PA.)

Fading Spirituality - Poem by Matt Mondschein

They've wanted me to confess
my sins
to a man I did not know
yet I pondered as a child
which way shall I go

an alter boy
with a tad of an ego
confess my hurtful feelings
to a priest
whose seeds, I would not sow

through out the annals of time
the immoral, unjust, lied
while they cover up
their transgressions, they laughed and scoffed
while we cried

I now see clearly
there will indeed be weeping and
gnashing of teeth
to no avail

yet while I sit here
in an empty pew
parishioner-less
on a Sunday afternoon
still searching for truth indeed and
never seeing
the holy grail


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Poem Submitted: Saturday, May 8, 2010

Poem Edited: Wednesday, February 15, 2012


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