On Palm Sunday, a Scout Troop prepares
to enter the Parish Church – Victorian,
sandstone, its ‘dull interior’ mentioned
in Pevsner. Boys with badges for everything
celebrate the man of nothings. Flags
and cornets are favourable exchange
for fronds and donkey. Who would not believe
or ensure that suffering had purpose,
that someone should do our dying for us?
But who needs Jesus, with napalm and drought?
So let us now mock famous gods or lose
ourselves. The Reformation closes with
everyone Messiah.
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What do you think?