This Sunday
Will miss my face at the Eucharist Feast
For my sins are many:
On Monday
I shook hands with a Jew
On Tuesday
I flew in a plane captained by a gay pilot
On Wednesday
I traded greetings with my pagan neighbour
On Thursday
I sat next to a Communist on the morning train
On Friday
The word “Liberal” stumbled out of my sinful mouth
On Saturday
I hugged a Negro
My sins are many
My transgressions beyond forgiveness.
RIDDLE
Black is black
White is white
But Wisdom lives somewhere
In the Colour-Between
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