Saint and Sinners
A person of the hour, an angel with a past
A martyr and a figure, a staunchly catalyst
Like a pilot who knows her tailor of flies
Like a captain who steers of stormy seas
The rest of the time, blind to our sins
Though not too late to better ourselves
Do not be too hasty to point fingers to others
As everyone is masterly--kicking up a fuss
10.29.16
*Special thanks to Fr. Frank Mihalic, SVD
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.
Please
Login
to post a comment
Turn off ads, get more exposure for your poetry, and get more features with a
Premium Membership.
