Thou shalt pass the plate of brass
With felt to deaden the ring of coins
Or take the collection
In bag of leather or bowl of wood
Remembering to avert thine eyes
At the widows mite
And the rich man’s notes.
Thou shalt wear a smile
Even unto those who turn their heads
Or pass the parcel quickly to their neighbour
Or over their shoulders
To avoid embarrassment.
Thou shalt pay no heed
But silently count each head
As requested by Father
The Diocesan contribution.
(c) David Subaccchi.2004