an anthem for the people

The lights dim in preparation
of something profound
the voices come to an abrubt silence
you can't talk here!
enlighten me!
scream a thousand faces in silence
eagerly waiting for a spotlight,
a voice to guide
a baby's upset, better throw him out
how dare he interupt

a speaker emerges
all smiles and what appears to be
botox injected cheeks
he'll walk slowly and talk emphatically
and spring new sayings off the cuff
of 3 days prior
"such a mild, kind man he is" thinks the grandmas
"what a casual guy" thinks the middle agers

says something about a rich man and a poor man
and heaven and hell
and how they mingled
but something didn't seem right
but we all took it in, bent it around our brains
and let it somehow sink in
and we remained still
staring ahead, eyes fixed
analyzing his spoken word
we all need a voice right now
and we all await his final anthem, a message for the people
for today, for tomorrow
and later we can check the box that say
"went to church"

afterwards we can sit in the lobby
and discuss how it made us "feel"
and how good the music was this year
or how funny that run-on was
ha
ha
ha
and we can feel proud
because we're holy
but secretly i was tired of daydreaming
and just wanted his bow
a farewell, enjoy the holidays
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