Hypocrisy Poem by Eloida Capuno

the man in the pulpit
was preaching of
salvation
i yawned as he
talks of the hard way
to heaven wondering
if its doors i'll get to see

the old woman nearby is
down on her knees for
the longest time i thought
she would faint
still she kept on her knees
veiled head bowed
mumbling, praying
i guess

the teenage girl on her mini is
giggling right in front of me
throwing glances at the
handsome boy she fancies
while the priest still preaches

when it was time for the banquet
they all lined up for the bread
with hands clasped in submission
the choir sing of love and praise

alas soon it was over
and we all go back to
reality
to the old ways of sinning
over and over again
in this damned world
of hypocrisy