PREACHER IN THE SUBWAY

Selling Jesus by force
Ain't gonna amount to nothing
If the niggling mind nestle
To something more immediate
And imminent like sleep and slumber.

All's a futile exercise if
God is being handed like a pack
Of sandwich to souls who roam
In the cobblestones and not in
The churchyard.

False prophets akin to a wolf
In tattered cotton shirts
Peddling their wares, words of God
As claimed, all air and not
In actual practice -

rey agudana
July 21, 2001 -- 12:25 am
subway no. 2

GRANT REST TO TIREDNESS

Sleep and give rest
To my tired body to
Be able to get respite
To face another day tomorrow
Of labor, and shift of
Discontent, scrounging and
Not finding contentment.

rey agudana
August 25, 2001
12:30 am