Four thoughts

The quiet choir

who ultimately sing

the crushing melody

of a silent night

and a frightened dawn

 

The muted musings

of a dying priest

whose last wish

is to shout at God

for such betrayal

 

The weeping child

who screams aloud

of lost innocence

in the mourning

of its nascent life

 

The beguiling beast

sleeping in its lair

dreaming of its kill

tempted by the blood

longing for the feast

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Comments

jennifer Malden

Thu 28th Mar 2019 18:03

Loved it. Beautiful language and intelligent thoughts.

Jennifer

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