Holy Love At Stake

Holy Love At Stake Quiescent prayer reached the flames in half hearted conviction when flamboyant immolation reached ‘Gundred’ at the stake of retribution Should she have been quartered tarred and feathered first to keep the luscious cleansing fire engulfing her up from ankles to impious mind was the arcane message to ambivalent for the crowd to understand Or had she been the one who lead a righteous life ahead of her times precocious in enlightenment a revolutionary Queen of selfless justice ‘Aelfraed’ thought in bittersweet confusion that the wicked witch had little chance to float on water or on the ashes to prove guilt or innocence when tactile palpitations joined him and her across their heart’s desire They had been lovers for five years of quintessence in pride and greedy lust shared bed and table where she had mixed her potions for seduction How he now wished in gluttony and envy that it was him to be eaten by the conflagration with the raging congregation hurling abuse and bits of misdirected conscience at the puppet of humbug and hypocrisy Was it human fallow weakness that made his prayers succumb to doubts or was it God incinerating his blasphemous Goddess for there was nothing No relief for ‘Gundred’ with ‘Aelfread’ the forlorn intercessor beseeching in too moderate modest helplessness standing by his passion numbed he wondered if he adjured too feebly or why else the Messiah did not heed his call 12th November 2016