THE ALTAR

I went to the fair

And saw an altar there

That made me feel like

getting off my worn out knees and

praying.

 

I bought this altar fair

And only then, to my despair, remembered

I had no god to enthrone.

 

Oh, I didn't want to crucify one

Or martyrise one

Or excavate one

Or elevate one

Or indent one

Or invent one.

 

I just wanted a

live one.

 

So I went and found

a flower.