Tatul Sonentz: CAPITAL IDEA

in oak paneled rooms

designer suits raise glasses

tinkling with ice melting

in single malt and close a deal

and like mangy dogs in heat

money sniffs and follows money

into dark vaults of glass and concrete

temples like the one where once

a young carpenter thrashed

money lenders and was absconded

sacrificed at countless missa solemnis

and fed as sacrement to repenting accountants

and such kneeling in cross-topped temples

of stone mortar and stained glass

through which the Sunday sun strains

descends with the holy ghost in colorful bits of light

on gucci clad wives no longer virgin

bearing diamond and blood red ruby crosses

around ample necks wrists ankles

shackled and fattened with mouthfuls of faith hope

and charity doled out in fetid favelas

around yuletide by armed deacons as alms

to knife club curse bearing mendicants

bereft of faith hopeless loveless

now bursting at the seams

of a globe gone mad

 

……………………………………tatul sonentz  

2013