By: Bernie De Santis III
Created in the summer of 2000
A warm shell that nourishes and protects
A sea of people whom you love
Free Parking in the game of life
God’s work through all of us.
The blue, so pure and chaste
The green, so natural and soothing
The silver, a constant reminder of pizzazz
The colors that have become so familiar
The large open hall with rows
The directors giving direction in the back
God in the front and all around
The music, the words, and the silence
They sit as if to play duck duck goose
The lights are set for activities much more deviant
The secrets and confessions bound by the door
Repetitive and yet unique every time
How is one so tough
To present something so soft
To all the people (there) he loves?
