By Lawrence “Mack in Texas” Hall
Photo by Francesco Alberti on Unsplash
Will We Be…Okay?
After a few Fridays through the Stations of the Cross
I begin to misnumber the Sundays in Lent
Is this the fourth? Or the fifth? Will we be…okay?
This is a season for slipping outside of time
And letting the Pater Nosters and Aves flow
Through the unaccustomed darkness and silence
Anticipating the Triduum of death –
Resurrection seems impossible just now
We make a muddle of Lent and Holy Week
Because we’ve made a muddle of our lives
Will we be…okay?
Some Poor Rhymes for Easter
“There is a time for penance and a time for partridge.”
-Saint Teresa of Avila
Processions and prayers among the cloisters
Weary pilgrims in their thread-bare habits
The faithful beading Aves and Pater Nosters –
Still,
There is much to be said for chocolate rabbits!
Did Anyone Think to Roll the Stone Back into Place?
Easter Monday
Did cemetery management offer a refund?
(High quality burials don’t come cheap, you know)
And what happened to the guards posted to that tomb?
Probably a disciplinary write-up
Easter Tuesday
Upper Room Inc. sent a bill for a missing Cup
(We can’t have people pinching stuff, okay?)
At least it wasn’t a fraternity party
And the taxes these days; you wouldn’t believe!
Easter Wednesday
This stuff about miracles just makes me scoff
(Say, boss, can I have this next Sunday off?)
