And I Did It

This is what happens when recalcitrance meets the hard pew of Christian reality.

I am gonna do it,

I told myself.

 

I told myself this

over and over.

 

And I did it.

 

I didn’t b***h.

I didn’t moan.

 

I went through

the torment.

I went through

the anguish.

 

And, to be honest,

it wasn’t that difficult.

 

I just went,

I played along.

 

Or maybe I didn’t.

 

Maybe I did it

to impress others.

Maybe I did it to

convince myself

I could.

Maybe I did it to

impress a

far-off God.

A God who is there.

A God who isn’t there.

Who the hell knows?

Who the hell cares?

I went to church today.

And I made it out alive.

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

I have attempted church for wife many times. Never felt real relaxed or peace in a church. I like the way you write the poem. A surprise ending making the poem a pleasure to read. Thank you for a outstanding poem.
Coyote

[Neva Flores Smith - Cha..]

Reminds me of hearing people say, if I go to church the ceiling will fall in.......but it doesn't. Wonderful write.

[Rene Velez]

hahaha...I hear ya man, keep searching for the truth, it will set you free.

[Blue Moon Ice Cream]

This could be about many things until you reach the end. It moves nicely and it's amusing in a sardonic sort of way. I just can't understand this kind of poem about religion because I usually find church to be very pleasant and cheerful. Then again, I've never been to a Catholic service, and based on my experiences with Catholic weddings, I could probably relate to this poem if I had. No offense to Catholics, but I find their style of worship to be pretty empty and going-through-the-motions-esque.

[joshua deathdealer]

Nice!! It wasn't that bad huh.