One Coin
Wool covered wolf’s heart
comfort driven faucet wash
not cold nor hot
fantasy circling yellow stuck
talent hidden spirit famished
switching gear to cruelty drive
unzipped wolf leaps out
surprising sheep with slaughter
and panic
adding war to plagues and famine
deeper in darkness soul iced
charity coin tossed out
and given to warm heart
making it hotter luminous bright
sun splendor at midnight shining
figs and olives together ripening
time to produce in season and out
earth shaking faith coins out
turning day to night
sign preceding Second Coming
to Jesus to give an account.
Time will not go back to normal
faith hidden is faith lost!
Led by Cross to glory
or by instinct to slaughter.
Christmas will be different this year.
First Place: Brian Strand- Un-Rhy-me Me 11/30/20
Copyright © Frances Schiavina | Year Posted 2020
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