Broken Petals
Broken Petals by Mike Lee
broken petals
break the blossom
from the flower
the leaf from the tree
the shadow from the light
fire from ice
life from death
friends from family
echoes from silence
wishes from regrets
the future from memories
until death dies
eternally
when their are
no more bird songs
no more sacred music
no more hymens
no more tigers
in the grass
such
simple graces
separate the scared
from the profane
on Sundays
at the every church
when murder comes to call
then god help us sinners
help us
all
too many white crosses
on green hillsides
leave the world
so empty
of souls
and saints
Copyright © David Lee | Year Posted 2018
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