Blue Laws

Towns appear to still adhere
To laws from long ago,
Included to make church the only
Sunday place to go.

So malls and stores all shut their doors
To force a day of rest,
Assuming all their customers
Were church-bound, getting blessed.

It came to pass not every mass
Was filled from pew to pew,
As worshipers found other things
That they’d prefer to do.

Some towns gave pause and ditched the laws
So shoppers came in droves
In search of electronics, clothes
And even fish and loaves.

But where we drive, the Blue Laws thrive
So Sunday traffic’s light.
In hopes they don’t repeal the rule,
I’ll pray with all my might.