Good Friday Sonnet

I sit down after walking around Queens
Exhausted by sensory overload
Ev’rything has hidden meaning it seems
(Once you’ve untangled humanity’s code)

The people walking from & to worship
All seemingly on different wavelengths
Though it is one deity who turns up
(Seems to be able to ignore my angst)

On this Good Friday some walked from their mosques
Others traveled to Saint Sebastion’s church
(We who Religious traditions had tossed
Went & were simply shopping for merch)

This place is hardly a destination
But it is humanity’s salvation

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