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SANK----SHOE----ARY
One evening I sank into a sanctuary
I wasn't lonely although i was alone
I once visited a maudlin mortuary
and it made me wish i were nothing but bone
no flesh to sweat nor tears to shed
just my body in a coffin forged of brass
i'm not certain why I had a wish to be dead
perhaps I was tired of walking upon broken glass
in that mortuary all was quiet and still
no shouts from the masses religion quells
I was growing weary of always walking uphill
and wished to silence some old church bells
next to the mortuary stood a church filled with fools they be
in rapt attention they listened as the pious priest spoke
while in the very last row sat a sole and silent me
it was my sole desire to separate myself from those kind of folk
i would not nor dare open a hymnal to sing
and to this day I remain ever contrary
i break commandments to which the foolish cling
so I raced back to the sanctity of that sanctuary
(c) 2011....Poefree
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