There was a lot of God about
When I was young
Catholic school and daily mass
Altar boy I was
Fish on Friday
Benediction
Hadn’t kissed a lass
Then hijacked
Off to seminary
Locked in closed in world
Latin and Greek excelling
Still not kissed a girl
Then to Perth and Hawkstone
Robed in solemn black
Corralled away from humans
No girl could kiss me back
Ordained in 1970
Elvis at Number One
Church still in the ascendant
But not for very long
Years of preaching Jesus
Church going out of style
Kept on kept on going
Down to single file
Repression is just a waiting game
The day will come to burst
I walked into my freedom
Parched I quenched my thirst
Hidden sins now come to light
A church with too much power
Spotlight shows our weaknesses
The truth will have its hour
Be as little children
The Lord’s constant advice
This is how the Gospel spreads
And God is found at last
Brian Fahy
3 October 2021
Erris Poetry 