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Jakarta’s religious, an Islamic town,

their ways are aligned with religion.

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And just like religion, I’ve found all around,

the believer likes to share his opinion;

and that people all fall into one of two ranks –

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     “you’re either with us, or not, on religion.”

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I was there on some business, to visit some banks,

and Fridays are closed for religion.

Then one bank called me, only to say –

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     “We can’t meet you; how about Saturday?”

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Surprised, anyway, I said then, “Okay,”

thinking Saturdays are religious, as well.

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The visit went swell, from what I could tell,

‘til lunch, when the story turned different.

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It was then when I asked, wasn’t Saturday fast

held as a day that also was reverent?

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     “Oh yes, it is,” said management’s lass,

     “But here, at this bank, we’re Catholic.”

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And that well explained the Saturday’s meet –

for the Christian, Sunday’s dogmatic.

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     “And what, if I may,” to me she then asked,

     “what religion’s beholden for you?”

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Oh, I didn’t know, no particular view;

to which she replied –

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     “Aha! then, you must be a Communist!

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Still stunned and surprised! she then looked in my eyes

and hit me with her hard-lined dogmata –

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     “We don’t like Communists, in Jakarta!”