Ode to The Church of Wall Street

Ode to the church of Wall Street [First Version]

Submerged, almost devoured by those financial buildings.
Like being almost ready to be buried but not as yet
A eternal "as yet" though
Within that very agitated life of nothingness, avariciousness and heartlessness,
Surrounded completely and definitely by a culture dedicated to money making
With and on faith,
Resolute and all composed,
Before all of those fortifications,
This church is erected, practically in the center of Wall Street …
Is a witness, a judge, a memory, a “Read Only Memory”?
Does stand in there as a forgiver, or as the predicament of hell in this earth…?

John M. Kennedy