May Day comes again and goes
Reminder of those pagan ways--
Hopeful for more "sacred" sun,
Wishing for more golden rays.
O, my skinclad German forbears
Seeking Woden* in the skies
Lay aside your pagan fears--
Look to Christ and so arise.
Ah, Woden, Balder, Frigga, Thor*
"Hearing" prayers in days of yore,
If you had eyes to truly see
Faraway things that came to be:
Children now across the ocean,
First to follow Jesus' creed
Now have found a new religion:
"Gods" of lust and "gods" of greed.
May Day comes again and goes...
No longer balm for winter's woes.
---c.m.b. 2018
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