Poems of the Week

Get Us Behind Him

by Iris Herriot

“Members of the Church of Satan are grieving the destruction of a historic ‘Halloween House’ north of New York City that authorities say was set ablaze by an unidentified arsonist.”
The Guardian

(to be set to any tune that works for Isaac Watts)

Members of the Church of Satan,
Summon all your evil will!
Soon we’ll be redesecratin’
In a home more loathsome still.

What though all around seem cheerful,
Bright with sunlight and with soap?
While our hearts are vexed and fearful,
There is always anti-hope.

In despite of all that’s holy,
Have no faith and we shall see
That dark place foretold by Crowley,
Worse, far worse, than NYC.