Congregation

Sometimes, the congregation takes the other side
An inquisition of familiar lies
A grave distraction from a quiet rite

Sometimes, the congregation can't make up its mind
Incarceration creeps up from behind
The implication is its own device
In the middle of a salient fight

Sometimes, the congregation can't be satisfied
Can't be bothered with the ways and whys
Generations like the ways and time



Credits
Writer(s): George Alan Sparhawk, Mimi J. Parker, Stephen Jon Garrington
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