Hot lead and melting tacks,
church books back to back,
on
a pew in the underused
chapel below
a Father to many and yet father to non
sits alone at the cross.


He puts the lack of attendance down to
the lack of dependence on the words
in the book
but knows in his heart
that people just don't give a **** for the
church and its ways

He is sorry for cursing
but sees ' the end of days '
is coming and there's
nothing worse in
his opinion.