He rarely attends now,
It’s gone and got diff’rent somehow…
He feels pushed aside
Not welcomed inside,
No one’s been direct with him, anyhow!
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They used to go faithfully,
Found the spirit there strong and free…
The Pastor moved on
And a preacher took on
Things with his own personality.
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With his circle of friends,
For our subject, being close to a pastor ends…
You know his pride
Didn’t like “outside”
But he wanted to attend.
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Then he and his wife
Both saw ill health in life….
Comparison
With others is sin,
And churned up internal strife!
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The preacher/teacher and he,
(Too much alike?) weren’t happy…
It shifted into
“An authority over you”
Which wasn’t as healthy!
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Various dissatisfactions
Led to complaints and feigned actions….
Poor communication
Led to frustration,
In mutual distraction.
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So now he stays at home
Sundays, with his wife alone…
No need to go
Taken for granted so,
But he’s stuck–this was his church home.
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Socially depended on her,
His wife, for communication stirred…
When she took ill
He didn’t have the will,
To see that his opening up occurred.
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He’s given his life for her,
Literally as it were…
Goes it alone
Reaching out he’s done,
Elsewhere–little left at “home”.
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Options to go elsewhere?
Feels bound by his wife–so there!
Decision paralyzed–
Easier to survive
By himself, ‘though few benefits to share!
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A “hypothetical poem”–which means it is just a poem….!
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–Jonathan Caswell
By the Mighty Mumford 