Right After The Bell Poem by Kurt Philip Behm
Right After The Bell
The Baltimore Catechism,
mornings at eight
Sister Marcella,
don't ever be late
Its message didactic,
the devil to run
Each question, each answer,
with God zero-sum
Who and what made me,
and why every day
Resistance was futile,
dissent not displayed
An altar boy's memories,
his sacristy torn
Still missing the process
—where freedom was born
(Saint Thomas of Villanova Chapel: December,2021)
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