
A man of no importance
leans against the city’s sounds
telling every passerby
to lay their worry down
Every day at one o’clock
appears this weary warner
a bible in his bony hand
on the same street corner
A cautionary caller,
Throwing words into the wind
He warns us of our avarice
our decadence and sin
“A double-dose of Jesus Christ”
That’s what he says we need
“The grace of god the glory
Will free us from our greed!”
Most don’t even look up
Or glance in his direction
Ignoring his crusade against
The devil’s insurrection
Steadfastly undeterred
“There are souls in need of saving!”
Raining grace upon us
with his ranting and his raving
And every day at 5 o’clock
Amidst the non-compliance
He bows his head quite suddenly
Retreating into silence
And in this act of piety
Is when he’s noticed most of all
The man of no importance
Becomes important after all