Epistle Xxvii - Speak My Lord
I.
Speak my Lord,
show us the way,
for we are
wayward wanderers,
soiled and destitute,
distant from the
slender trail
pressed upon
by your footfall
II.
Speak my Lord,
show us the way,
for we are the lambs
that long for our
Shepherd’s hands
to uncoil the
slaughterous cord
clinging around
our frail necks
Copyright © Shiraz Bautista | Year Posted 2023
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