Unwelcome

Awakened to the sound of knocking
On a Weekend morning rocking
Me from sleep, peaceful and deep,
To all my senses sudden shocking

Is it the angel Michael come
With trumpets and an army from
Heaven above, with push and shove
Exacting God's great wrath on some?

Or is it governmental bane
With bulldozers like hurricane
Tearing down wall, and waking all
Enacting imminent domain

Or woodpecker out in the sun
Enjoying his idea of fun
Pecking away, what time of day
And me without a BB gun!

Then comes the knocking as before
This time upon my chamber door
It's Mormons and, their holy band
Can't wait 'til noon?! It's 9:04.