Sunday's Best

One Thousand Faces dressed in haste
Sundays best is left to taste
the hardest task I ever faced
was not to steal what they replaced

Drink the cool-aid everyone
the blood of God in simple pun
break the body of his son
forgive yourself for what you've done

Be careful dthat you don't expose
The skeletons that noone knows
Every thorn must have a rose
and preacher has his prose.

One week down and more to go
make sure to greet those you don't know
and laugh like you enjoyed the show
Cuz if you reap,
You might just sow.