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Red Sunday

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Red Sunday

The preacher died on the pulpit
With his hand on the Bible 
His hand in your pockets
A bullet lodged in his eye
Crimson splatter 
Forward thrust 
Forward drop
Blood funnel on the Bible
Soaking through the pages
Red droplets on the cross
A drizzle on the congregation
But the pews remain clean
And occupied 
No panic
No tears
Wide-eyed children
The preacher died on the pulpit
No more sermons of the faux

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  1. Date: 12/21/2011 10:49:00 PM
    WOW! This is a great poem! Keep up the excellent work! Really really enjoyed this one! Always, Laura Ps: Thanks for being so supportive, too! (: