sunday school poems

by Gale Acuff



Answerable

 

After Sunday School I was walking home

when I remembered I'd forgotten my

workbook so I walked back to the classroom

where I saw Miss Hooker putting her gear

away into her pocketbook so I

strolled up to her and said Hello again

and she smiled before she spoke, she almost

did both at the same time - is there any

-thing God can't do? - and then I told her that

I was back for my workbook and she said

that it was good of me to remember

it and even better to return for

it so I said Yes ma'am--what could I say? -

but anyway I added Goodbye again

and then Miss Hooker said Yes, Gale, until

next Sunday, goodbye, so I said Goodbye

once more, I didn't want to leave her un

-answered even though I did answer but

it wasn't an answer, I was the one

who said Goodbye first. It's a miracle.





First Parent


After Sunday School today I warned my

teacher that she's going to burn because she

said Hell and damn again and she says them

a lot but she told me that she says them

for instructional purposes only

and that she doesn't mean to curse--she means

cuss, of course--because that's a sin, cussing

is, and she's sure that I never cuss

myself, and then I blushed, and then she said

Oh, if you do, Dear, quickly ask the Lord

to forgive you so I said Yes ma'am, I

don't want to go to Hell like you will, then

she frowned and sent me home and something's not

quite right about this. Maybe this is love.





Uran


One day I'll die and go to Heaven, my

soul anyway, to be judged, and if I'm

good I stay for Eternity but if

not it's Eternity, too, but in

Hell, and this is what I learned in Sunday

School today but then again it's what I

learn every  Sunday there but this morning

I stayed home and watched cartoons and learned that

Astro Boy has a little sister and

she's cute and I'm ten years old but still I

know what love is, it isn't what it is

or at least at church and Sunday School they

don't cover it so I'll bring it up next

time. I mean if I go back. But I won't.





If I'm going to go to Hell when I

 

croak then I don't want to die at all, I

want to live forever and never leave

the land of life, that would be here, the Earth,

more specifically church and Sunday

School and regular school and the drug store

where I buy comic books and the Korn Dawg

King where after God if I show up with

my church bulletin I get a free Coke

though actually it's Royal Crown or

Double Cola but they all taste the same

to me save Pepsi, there's also Sprite but

one day when I'm dead there won't be any

unless it's in Hell or Heaven, Hell

for me most likely. But that's why it's free.





Nobody lives forever unless they're

 

dead first is the story or anecdote

at church and Sunday School, a paradox

is what our teacher calls it and that means

 

having something at least two ways at once

and maybe that's the hardest thing about

life, how it kind of balances out by

 

not being too much of one thing and not

another but of course the living must

deal with the non-living and the end of

 

their lives and the end of all existence.

At our church that's the end of the world

as we know it or don't--it evens out

 

somehow. But I'll know more once I'm kaput

though I wish that I didn't know much now.




BIO:  Gale Acuff has had hundreds of poems published in fourteen countries and has authored three books of poetry. His poems have appeared in Ascent, Reed, Arkansas ReviewPoemSlantAethlonFlorida Review, South Carolina ReviewCarolina Quarterly, Roanoke Review, Danse Macabre, Ohio Journal, Sou'wester, South Dakota ReviewNorth Dakota QuarterlyNew TexasMidwest QuarterlyPoetry MidwestAdirondack ReviewWorcester Review, Adirondack Review, Connecticut River ReviewDelmarva ReviewMaryland Poetry ReviewMaryland Literary Review, Pennsylvania Literary Journal, Ann Arbor ReviewPlainsongsChiron ReviewGeorge Washington ReviewMcNeese Review, WeberWar, Literature & the Arts, Poet LoreAble Muse, The Font, Fine Lines, Teach.Write.OracleHamilton Stone Review, Sequential Art Narrative in Education, Cardiff ReviewTokyo ReviewIndian Review, Muse India, Bombay ReviewWesterly, and many other journals. Gale has taught tertiary English courses in the US, PR China, and Palestine.

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