Supreme Solace From A Mercy Mug Poem by John Sensele

Soul, stick to your prayerful protocol
What do you gain from tools of booze?
Ain't it awesome when angels your name they call?
To hug your flag on your heavenward cruise

Where no longer lumbered with earthly cares
You sojourn in peace and bliss
No longer a prisoner of wanton wares
Freed from the straitjacket of a careless crease

Your fervent focus munches meaningful matters
In the grand scheme of spiritual life
From which bliss and peace tear tatters
Wicked worries, wandering wishes and sentimental strife

Evaporating them from your pilgrimage
Paving the way for providence
To embellish and distinguish your plumage
Reminding you the sense in your dance cadence

In your momentum propels you higher and higher
Cleansing humbug and bug
Setting sensual sins, puerile pins, craving queens on fire
As you drink solace and salvation from a mercy mug.