Kingdom Come
Keepers of the secret
Knowledge, powerful men
Kneel before the altar
Knowing their prayers are
Kisses on God’s lips. New
Kingdoms come and go like
Kestrels in search of food.
Copyright © Phil Capitano | Year Posted 2017
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