Communities of Practice, where we learn
to “practice what we preach” and that’s the Christ
of God - as one who died in his good turn
at ripe old age in nursing home, enticed
to focus on a life of luxury,
provided with his servants round to care
for ev’ry need, until he died in sleep,
surrounded by his fam’ly who were there,
and loved him, as he’d loved them through the years
denying their own selves gladly to serve,
to hang out with him when he faced his fears..
Communities which practice keep their nerve,
Embodying their words spoken to bless,
& showing how to make this practical,
once taken in, to live it out in stress-
full situations when they lacked a full
experience, or ways to speak of it,
both to yourself and others you affect,
within the group, & outsiders who sit
around who see, & gain a great respect.
Our biggest need, it’s said, is words to speak
about these good lives, we’ve all had till now,
about good choices, things we’ve done which tweak
& maximize investments, Take a bow.
An audience who’ll clap, and pat my back,
and tell me I am better than I thought.
And then we sell our merch off, don’t be slack,
and roll into our coffins - which we've bought.
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