Third Sonnet
The Taliban of Christianity,
Are guardians of our nation’s moral health,
Protecting men from femininity,
They worship pomp, and privilege, and wealth.
They disapprove of how and whom we love,
Deny our civil right to earn a crust,
To work in schools for our Lord above,
Those bigots trample freedom in the dust.
No paedophiles then, in the Church of Rome?
In Opus Dei, no adulterers?
No thieves bank-rolling your Papal throne?
No blessing Tony Blair the warmonger?
Make love, not war; here’s to these sacred three,
Freedom, Equality, Fraternity!
Daniel Hooks
Tue 9th Feb 2010 16:11
A good points and well fashioned poem