Andy Brookes

Gold Star - 37,995 Points (11 May 1954 / Macclesfield)

Pray Not Prey - Poem by Andy Brookes

I pray on the bus,
in the bath,
as I walk along the road.
In the deep dark night.
I pray for the end of religion
and the beginning of faith.

the Gothic spires no longer inspire.
priestly mummery expire in the hollow spaces
soft sibilant and stilted.
no longer hallowed.

so I pray on the bus
I'm sure God will still hear me.

Topic(s) of this poem: life

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, November 22, 2015

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