we were once salesmen

I know the things we used to say
about people “like that”
deceived!
proud!
awash in sin
self loathing
unto damnation
And now I am he of who we would speak.
Tell me we are still brothers
I need to know you’ve changed too.
I cannot bear your pity
of 13 years prior
We used to speak of love
and sing of the cross
the man made famous.
We were once salesmen
of a shrink-wrapped eternity
Bound by the saving of souls
our two year labor of love.
May we now be bound by a truth
even higher?
I’ll take no righteous pity
for love IS god.

— Paul Duane Feb 2009

1 comment

Leave a Reply

You May Also Like

Two kinds of giving up, two different paths

[coll_middle][coll_social_icon url=”https://www.facebook.com/thepaulduane”][coll_social_icon name=”twitter” url=”https://twitter.com/thepaulduane”][coll_social_icon name=”instagram” url=”https://www.instagram.com/thepaulduane”][coll_social_icon name=”google-plus” url=”https://plus.google.com/u/0/+PaulDuane”][coll_social_icon name=”pinterest” url=”https://www.pinterest.com/thepaulduane/”][/coll_middle]   Swiping left and right as a 40…

Cafe Busted

I give to you a tale of coffee, heartbreak, and healing: We had a love that started fast…