ECLIPSE – WHAT ECLIPSE?

Here’s a picture

Of the one I didn’t see

This morning

On the West Hill

Clouded out, the sun hid itself well

From old New Age-rs

And others whose persuasion

I couldn’t tell

(Though the clothes were more hippy than hip)

And we gathered in some dog viewers as well

What any of us expected I don’t quite know

But an eclipse was a definite no-show

Perhaps  a second coming

Or a burning fire in the sky

With a voice booming out over the hill

Repent or die! Repent or die!