HERE ENDETH

On Palm Sunday, a Scout Troop prepares

to enter the Parish Church – Victorian,

sandstone, its ‘dull interior’ mentioned

in Pevsner. Boys with badges for everything

celebrate the man of nothings. Flags

and cornets are favourable exchange

for fronds and donkey. Who would not believe

or ensure that suffering had purpose,

that someone should do our dying for us?

But who needs Jesus, with napalm and drought?

So let us now mock famous gods or lose

ourselves. The Reformation closes with

everyone Messiah.