Too late to pray

I’ll tell you   a story  later;
listen to the News.
an easily endurable life
is acquired
at a  party;
it’s too  late to pray
for what we have lost.
people  disagree
uncertain & saddened.
even worse
is  possible.
misunderstanding
i am not you
yet i am as young as Jesus
we can be still
to be  still
the difference is moving
between  He that died
and the One who remains
contemporary strife
looks  unlike the 40s,
this is a creative   mytery
what we have in bed
are the  morals of hogs
and the ethics of the middle  peace
pleasuring  the trumpeting of harlots
donning their  golden robes
sparring with rugs on their heads
can YOU believe it
Cordelia?
Crown me now