For Sunday Whirl
FORGIVE THEM
When locked in chains that enflame
You point the finger of blameAnd it's no strain to sustain
Your deranged haze of hatred
Feign regret through the filet
To the cape clad clergyman
A traipse through your secret cave
In exchange for his silence
How skilfully you have used the words to make this a (powerful) statement..not just a poem
ReplyDeleteI agree with Jae - this is wonderful!
ReplyDeleteBrilliant economical wordling.
ReplyDeleteeconomical and deep - the best combination. smiles
ReplyDeleteVery nice, have a good Sunday
ReplyDeleteMuch love...
Beautifully Succinct....
ReplyDeletesoulfully I stare at nothing