Before the Clock Refused To Chime

Before the Clock Refused to Chime
By David J Walker

Made to wear the summer of 
            2020
Like a thorny crown
Colorless drops of blood 
Dripping down 
The naked necks of tired 
old men and worried women 

Like sweat from a day’s work for
Which you would never get paid

Like bittersweet the 
stale bread of the sacrament
stolen from the street
and made 
to swallow with sour wine

There was a time
	There was a time
But it was before the clock
Refused to chime
Copyright © | Year Posted 2020

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