Magi in America

Did the Magi follow the star across the seas
to the new land, to America
seeking God that will reveal himself again
in a cave?

God in a cave; now so difficult to find
for the star is obscured by bright lights
big cities, ciphers of commerce;
even the angels are lost in America.

Shall they seek him
amidst the clouds of incense
the glow of censers
swung by aging priests

or perhaps he will lie
in a basket, God’s image visible
through the glass walls
of the Crystal Cathedral?

Or is it already midnight
with no star visible
with no hope left
of finding the child in a cave?

Will they find God
knocking on the doors of the rich
outside the gated houses of the Sadducees
inside the bank among the money changers?

among the hard of heart
sitting in the pews murmuring
“In God we Trust
All others pay cash?”

Alas, the star no longer visible
the Magi follow the sounds of laughter
going door to door in America asking
 “Where is the cave?”




About toritto

I was born during year four of the reign of Emperor Tiberius Claudius on the outskirts of the empire in Brooklyn. I married my high school sweetheart, the girl I took to the prom and we were together for forty years until her passing in 2004. We had four kids together and buried two together. I had a successful career in Corporate America (never got rich but made a living) and traveled the world. I am currently retired in the Tampa Bay metro area and live alone. One of my daughters is close by and one within a morning’s drive. They call their pops everyday. I try to write poetry (not very well), and about family. Occasionally I will try a historical piece relating to politics. :-)
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6 Responses to Magi in America

  1. In God we Trust
    All others pay cash.

    Sensational, didn’t know that one 😁

    Liked by 1 person

    • toritto says:

      Rainer – during the Great Depression it was a common sign seen in grocery store windows in New York City. They were still around during the 1940s when I was a kid. Many in our neighborhood survived on credit from the grocer, living paycheck to paycheck in the days before credit cards. Regards from Florida.

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  2. toritto says:

    I guess they did not but many were desperate themselves. I remember our grocer granting credit to neighbors and to my own parents during hard times. I would go with a list of necessaries to Mr. Palomini’s Grocery, bless him wherever he is, and would tell him “My daddy says please put it on his bill”. I was told to be sure to say “thank you”.

    On pay day my father would settle up with Mr. Palomini. We always had food on our table, clothes on our back and a roof over our heads. Millions of others were not so lucky.


  3. toritto says:

    And one will not find God among the hard of heart.


  4. beetleypete says:

    Seasonal and to the point too, Frank. Another goodie mate.
    Best wishes, Pete.

    Liked by 1 person

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