Angel Padua Poet Free verse

Conscious Sin

I have come to the city of my birth
'' arise'' ancient blood and meet
the angel of immaculate conception-

Golden threads of city light
awareness of self drowns
in this ocean of time-

Vast jewels of golden tears
conscious thought provoked
and born of darkened fears-

Silver-gold sanctity
of chaotic thought
conceived of opulent breaths-

I go now to the city gates
sorrow, grief, and pain
my only friend
I prefer them to this world of loss-

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