open the gates

am i really that disgusted by humanity?
the inane conversations surrounding me have been relegated
to a dull buzzing ache at the nape of my neck
drilling ever closer to the top of my head
where is the Spirit?
where is the Love?
faith is on sale tonight
half price

is there a thread of life in this madness
convene, confer, conspire
let us build our kingdom, in our own image
don't forget to fly the flag of the flaccid, cautiously cross-stitched cross
if we are not safe, we are not saved
O Lord, ignite the amber embers of our ever fading fires
the worship was too loud last night, i couldn't hear the Voice
that sometimes comes in whispers, but often not a choice
fill up your basket, 12 times over
come buy a lifted spirit, and perhaps a change of heart

in the name of the Almighty
Open the Gates, and let the people in