the ones

the ones
who go to church
on a regular
basis are the first
ones
to ask you
if you've been
to mass,
waving their batons
of crisp
new programs
from the pew.
the ones eating fruits
and vegetables
keep an eye on
what you're eating,
shaking
their collective
heads
at red meat
and cake, as
they bite into
a shiny red apple.
cans and plastic,
bottles, when
they separate
theirs for the big
blue bin,
they ask where
your bin is,
where is your
recyclable trash,
your empty liquor
bottles,
my friend.
don't you care about
your planet,
are you a heathen
full
of cholesterol
and gin?