Come as you are
In pantsuits and heels,
In uniforms with radios and motorcycle boots
Armed or broken,
Straight or queer
Faces masked, or naked
Tennis shoes once white,
Now grubby and scuffed from soccer games and playgrounds
Sweaters or suits,
Belts or bowties.
Come as you are
Dresses, skirts or pants or both.
Bedhead, bad breath, and sickly sweet perfume.
Dirty hands and wrinkled shirts,
Come as you are.
Sinners and saints, we are all the same
Before our Gods in heaven.
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