Donal Mahoney- A Poem

Why Not Do Away With Sundays

There are fewer believers now

than at any time in recent history

but they are still recruiting since 

lions no longer wait for them

in ancient coliseums.

Believers knock on doors,

seeking to convert folks who are 

dining, reading, maybe copulating, 

an interruption certain to disturb  

even those open to the message.

So why not do away with Sundays,

change to a six-day week

and make every day a work day.

If we do away with Sundays

believers may come to understand

folks on Earth are here to work, 

buy nice things, pay taxes 

and die at a reasonable age 

so other folks can have their jobs 

and not rely on unemployment, 

the way so many must today.

If we do away with Sundays

we can set believers straight 

even if we have to hire a lawyer

and take the case downtown.

If we lose the case, we'll appeal

and if we lose the appeal

we can take a jet to Washington 

and picket the Supremes.

In Washington, noise wins.

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Donal Mahoney finds that sometimes a poem turns out to be a hybrid in that it says just the opposite of what he means while it also says precisely what he means.  And then, confusion reigns.