Tuesday, February 10, 2015

Pagans of Wall Street

 
They worship the Golden Bull
And fear the Hungry Bear
Their Gods are not our Gods
But when you confront them
You get a blank stare
 
They are the Pagans of Wall Street
More vicious than any motorcycle gang
But they sit in the front rows in Worship
And, pharisees, make a show of worshipping
The ineffable one
 
What do we do with such people?
Remind them of what destiny awaits?
They'd never believe you anyway
They earned their privileges
And all acclaim
What marvelous people they are
 
Christopher H. Holte

Inspired by Pope Francis (though I've written on this before)

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