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Published on February 19, 2009 By Buddah Moskowitz In Poetry

Everywhere I look

I see the flock

lost in their prayers:

 

young and old

rich and poor

Jew and Gentile.

 

Each in holy communion

huddled around

their electronic beads,

their mutant rosaries.

 

Speaking in tongues

to unseen companions,

 

each believer

in holy solitude

connected

to something greater

than themselves.

 

In gratitude

they offer

the abstract sacrifice

of their time.

 

At last,

the world is of one accord.

 

Bridging the gap

between human loneliness

and cosmic emptiness

is this

God With a Hundred Names:

 

Verizon

Nextel

AT&T

T-Mobile

Vodafone.

 


Comments
on Feb 25, 2009

People need to commune just a little wee bit more. I just bought nearly a hundred shares of AT&T a while back ya know....

 

on Mar 01, 2009

Ah, yes, the bane of modern life, or so some think.  I've got a mobile phone that hardly ever rings.  It is nothing more than a fancy MP3 player.

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