FRIDAY THOUGHTS : POETRY PROMPT---THE SHOW

THE SHOW

Uphold, defend toxic traditions 

Crave empty titles, and positions

“Praise and worship” is genre now, you see

That’s emptied lofts and choir stands

Left the instruments unmanned

Some have concluded that a DJ’s all they need

To manufacture sounds

While everybody sits around

Wond'ring if they should sing, or just enjoy the show

 God’s treated as if He's disabled

And, considering how they're labeled

Songs are purged, because they're too fast, or too slow

Lie, and tell jacklegs they’re great

Then, they assume a haughty state

And preen, as if airs and attitudes belong

In time, they find they were all wrong

Mourn the loss of once great throngs

And realize that sore regret is much too late

For feeding gross incompetence 

Abiding acts that make no sense

Allowing what should never be at center stage

Succumbing to complacency

And painful mediocrity 

Is excellence a hindrance in this day and age? 

Shun, undervalue what they need

Then wonder why they can’t succeed

In welcoming, in word, and deed

Those who, perhaps have never heard

A message of redemption served

Upon their hearts and minds, the way they truly need

Why should sheep tolerate dysfunction—

Normalize rudeness; illusion?

Sow into idols, and delusion?

They say "No"

The weary come to the conclusion 

Madness tolerates confusion

And, there has got to be a safer place to go.

~VRWc2025