Religious Calling

Armed with righteous conformity
the zealots rang my bell

Came calling on a cleaning day,
in that remote country hell

Spotted me before I did them
my attention on wringing the mop

No choice but to answer
and before I could ask them to stop

Carefully scripted narrative
tumbled from pious lips

Bemused, I noted neither blink
as I, stark naked, stood hands on hips.

(Image my own)


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Permission to write, paint, and imagine are the gifts I gave myself when chronic illness hit - a fair exchange: being for doing. Relevance is an attitude. Humour essential.

43 thoughts on “Religious Calling”

  1. I love how you expressed your story in this delightful poem. Way back when they used to
    come by my house frequently and were quite pushy and annoying. So, the next time they knocked, my husband at that time (6’4″ 250 lbs opened the door – they never came back. haha

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  2. this is priceless, they are nosey perverts if you ask me … in one remote spot we had to get curtains when they wouldn’t leave us alone! Now you and Ron have given me better ways to fob them off πŸ™‚

    love how you’ve documented this part of your history!

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    1. Glad I made you laugh. I used to clean in the nude, given we lived so remote. I was in the front hall when they arrived – they must have seen me on their approach – so no where to hide.

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  3. Hahaha! I’ve done the same myself, & they haven’t been back since.

    On an earlier visit, when they asked if I was familiar with their teachings, I told them that I was, in fact, familiar with BOTH books of their Holy Text, and that I had also studied (in depth) The Qur’an, The Torah, The Upanishads, The Gita, The Vedas, and the Kojiki.
    When I asked them if they’d read any of those, they simply stared. I told them them that they pretty much ALL have the same message as to how we ought to treat each other. Then I invited them in for coffee so we could discuss it further, but they said they had a busy afternoon ahead & left, almost a run.

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      1. Nope. We raised our children out in the country, down a long lane, well hidden from humanity. I had the habit of wearing as little as possible when cleaning the house. Might have had a bra and panties on. By the time I spotted the two men approaching, they’d had more than an eyeful of me….

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