Your steeple is crumbling.
They're stripping crosses to melt
for some return.
The bell is gone from the tower.
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you touched on the way things are going. I don't like it either Bravo!
I too watch as these churches are replaced by condominiums. I am intrigued by your last line which appears to be a double entendre. Please correct me if I'm mistaken. Excellent poem, Poet Bray!
Thanks Richard, Yes I was trying to express the support the church once had to the new reality of the betrayal.
Beautiful poem. Life is constantly in the state of change, for better or for worse, time will tell... perhaps just the way it is? Thank you for making me think.