At The 'Y' Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Oblivious to downtown traffic and hundreds of people walking
by.

Reading, doing search-a-words, eating sunflower seeds and
drinking Lipton ice tea in a bottle.

After a while voices plow through a quiet reverie, talking
loudly about the Bible and Jesus.

Arguing points of view of different religions, quoting
gospels about men and women, sex and fidelity.

Finding only one common ground - God - then falling away,
saying he's not real.

Sudden quiet - then it all begins again - switching to
assorted topics.

Life beginning and ending each day in front of the YMCA -
a building in downtown Phoenix.